Ch-2 Self respect is more important

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Mayra

After that little argument of mine with that wall guy, I am feeling like I saw him before but can't remember when and where. The more I think about him, the more familiar I found him.

Is he some famous person? Or newly famous person maybe. That's why he had that attitude.

"Congratulations Dr. Mayra." I heard someone saying behind me while I am busy in signing some papers at reception area. I look at the person who is now standing next to me.

"Congratulations? For what?" I asked in confusion. "I just get to know, you operated some important personality in the morning. I think your career will boost up after this." Dr. Vishwash who recently turned divorcee at the age of forty five with two children said. He thinks that now he is single, he have some chance with me just because I am still single at the age of thirty.

I heard him saying to one of his friend that he is ready to do some charity while getting married with an orphan like me again. My life will become better after getting married to him. This society never let me forget that I am an orphan but whatever I don't give a shit about people like him and best part is I know how to handle them.

"Dr.Vishwash, first of all thank you for wishes but I think I am more than happy with my recent life. I don't need and want anyone's help or charity to make my life better." I intentionally added the word charity to give him a indirect reply to his unasked questions. I noticed his cocky smile fell with my reply. Good, he got the hint. Now I don't have to say a NO directly on his face.

But what was he talking about? Important personality? Is it anyhow related to that wall guy? I felt my phone vibrat in my pocket of apron that I am wearing. I frown when I notice the caller ID.

Dr. Abhishek. He is the owner and founder of our hospital. He usually don't call me, either he message me or ask some hospital staff to deliver his message to me but call, that's very rare. I answer his call. "Good morning, Dr. Abhishek." I greeted him.

"Dr.Mayra where are you?" He asked after completely ignoring my greetings. It's strange too, he is my boss but still he is not rude to me. He always behaved nice with me.

"Sir I am at the reception area, signing some papers related to discharge of patients." I replied. "Leave everything and come to my office now." He said with some urgency and without waiting for my reply.

I slipped back the phone in my pocket. "I'll sign rest of them after I return. Dr. Abhishek is calling me." I informed, Akansha who sitting behind the reception table.

She nodded after giving me her bright smile. I left for the Dr. Abhishek's office after successfully ignoring Dr. Vishwash. "Come in." I heard him saying when I knock his door.

A minute ago, I was finding his phone call odd. Now I know why. The view in front of my eyes was enough to realize that it's related to my little argument with the wall guy from morning. The way he is sitting on my boss's chair while his legs are crossed on the table, as if he is the boss of everyone here.

He is leaning against the chair while his one hand are rested on the arm of the chair and the another one is at the corner of the table while tapping his fingers on the transparent glass of the table like he is playing piano. He is still in the same attires but now his hair are looking little less messy than last time. I noticed him scanning me from head to toe as if he is not scared of being caught by me while checking me out.

Well, it looks like he is not scared of anything. I know why he is looking at me like this, because at the time of our argument he was not able see my face because of the surgical mask that I had on but now it's not there. So maybe that's why is making holes in my skin with his piercing light brown eyes.

I notice a man standing standing next to his chair while his hands are folded near to his chest. The way he is standing, it was clearly showing that he is a muscular man.

I am not lying, his biceps are bigger than my thighs and I am not some tiny girl. Last time I checked I was 65 kgs. So you can figure out how huge his biceps are. If he want, he can just kill me while sitting upon me. He looks like the bodyguard of wall guy but why he is needed a bodyguard.

I mean he look self sufficient to protect himself. He is not any less than his bodyguard, when it comes to body. Their gym trainer might be same. They are of the same height I guess with same body. I am surprised he didn't just kill me while squeezing me under his body after our argument.

"Dr.Mayra." My boss who is seated on the visitor's seat grabbed my attention. "I heard you misbehaved with Mr. Reyansh. This is really unexpected from you. I am really disappointed in you." He said and the thing that annoyed me the most was he didn't even found the need of asking me about the situation not even once.

He just declared that I am wrong and this wall guy whose name is Reyansh Rathore is right. Wait I think heard his name somewhere before too, but where? Gosh, this is so annoying.

"But you can rectify your mistake. Apologize for your rude behaviour. He is ready to forgive you." He added, I look at him in disbelief. This is not the same guy I used to know since my college. He was my senior, my mentor but this guy is someone else who I am not able to recognize.

"Apologize? For what? I did nothing wrong, so I will not apologize." I informed him sternly. My tone must have left him in utter shock. I am still holding back myself from burst out. "Mayra." This time it was not my boss who is speaking, it's my senior now.

"My decision is still the same Dr. Abhishek." I said with finality, all this while I was feeling a pair of eyes on me and I know who is the owner of them. "Fine, then I am giving you this last choice. Either you apologize to Mr. Reyansh or resign." With this he cleared all my doubts, he is definitely not the same senior whom I used to know.

"Wait not just an apology but I want a written apology letter too." I heard the same deep voice from the morning. I look at him to find amusement on his face. He is finding this situation funny? How ridiculous.

"Look Mayra it's just an apology. Don't take it on your ego. I know how important this job is for you. So just apologize and finish this matter here only." Dr. Abhishek whisper while standing next to me now. I look at him for a brief minute, he give me a reassuring nod.

"Fine, I need pen and paper." I said with a sigh. This is going to be very difficult for me but I need to do this for myself. "Good, this is what I was expecting from you." By saying that he move to grab pen and paper.

Without sharing a look with anyone in the room, I started scribbling on the paper. After writing the letter, I hand over it to my boss. "Don't give it to me. Give it to Mr. Reyansh with an apology." He instructed me.

"He is not my boss but you are and I am supposed to give my resignation letter to my boss. So here you go. My self respect is much more important than anything else, so I quit."

My words made his mouth open a little in shock. I am sure, he was not expecting this coming, not anyone else either.

"I have four patients who are admitted, two are in normal ward and other two are in ICU. I will stop coming to the hospital after they got discharged. It will take one Or two weeks probably. It was nice working with you, I've learn many things from you and this hospital as well. Thank you for taking care of me for all these years. Good bye." By saying that I turn around and left me.

As I came out of the cabin, a voice stopped me on the tracks. "Mayra, wait." I turn around to find my ex-boss walking towards me. I don't know what else he want from me now. I've already resigned like he said.

Preview:- I am sorry for everything.

Hello everyone
Finally one more update. I hope you like the chapter and our girl Mayra with so much self respect.

Will she say sorry by herself or Reyansh will make her apologize in his own way?

I personally don't think Mayra had done anything wrong to apologize. What do you think?

Let me know.

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