CHAPTER 12

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CHAPTER TWELVE

Son.

Nang nasa harapan na kami ng hospital ay agad na lumabas ang isang bodyguard kong nasa passenger seat at pinagbuksan ako.

Taas noo akong lumabas sa sasakyan. May ilan akong nakitang napapalingon sa direksyon namin nang bumaba ako sa sasakyan.

I put on my wayfarer and started to walk towards the front desk.

"Good morning, Ma'am. How can I help you?" Nakangiting bati sa akin ng babae.

"Is Dra. Jennifer Flores still working in this hospital?" I calmly asked.

"May I know your complete name, Ma'am?"

Binaba ko ng konti ang wayfarer ko. I looked at her and smirked. "Who do you think I am? Hmmm?"

Napalunok ito.

I chuckled. "Marguerite Ravanera," I answered.

She nodded and typed something on her computer before facing me.

"Dra. Flores is still working in this hospital," she uttered.

"Good. Tell me what floor and what her clinic number is."

"P-Po?"

I stared at her blankly. "I'll not repeat it."

Sandali itong napakamot sa batok bago may binigay sa aking printed paper na nakalagay kung anong floor at anong room number ng clinic ni Dra. Flores.

Binasa ko ito.

Obstetrician-gynecologist

Jennifer Flores

6th floor.

Room 349.


Without saying thank you, I turned my back and fixed my wayfarer and started to walk towards where the elevator is located.

I pressed the open button of the elevator and get inside.

"6th floor," tanging sabi ko sa bodyguard ko at siya na mismo ang pumindot.

I leaned my back against the elevator, closed my eyes, and let out a heavy sigh.

I opened my eyes when the elevator opened. Lumabas na ako mula sa elevator at agad na hinanap ang clinic ni Dr. Flores. Nang mahanap ko ito ay agad akong naglakad patungo roon at agad kong binuksan ang pintuan ng hindi kumakatok.

Agad na sumalubong sa akin ang secretary nito na nakangiti.

"Good day, Any appointment, Ma'am?"
I didn't answer her and just busied myself with roaming my eyes around the office.

I walked towards the sofa and sat there. I leaned my back on the sofa and brushed my hair using my fingers. I also raised the wayfarer on my head. "Where's the Doctor here? Can I talk to her?" I asked.

"Ano po ba ang ipapa-check-up niyo kay Doc, Ma'am? Fill up-" I cut her. "I'm not here for that. I need to talk to Dra. about some important matters."

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