The Jerk Billionaire And His Doctor Wife

8.Poor luck

"Choco! Are you free on Friday?" Bell asked from the other end.

"Nope. I need to-" I was about to explain my situation when she interrupted me in mid-sentence.

"Is he overworking you?" Bell asked curiously and I flared up hearing the question.

"Why do you mean by overworking? He is not my employer." I get irritated whenever someone mentions that man.

"But you do work for his grandfather, don't you?" She reasoned out making me feel annoyed.

"Anyways, aren't you just a personal doctor? Why need to go there every day?" Again, she comes back to the same topic which I do not want to talk for the time being.

"That's just the cover for being their personal care taker." Which personal doctor needed to visit every day early in the morning?

"Don't tell me that-" Before Bell could use up her high imaginative skills, I cut off her mid-sentence.

"Actually, I'm a personal doctor plus physiotherapist so I needed to report daily. Nicho has yet to fully recover his legs sensation." I explained my utterly confused BFF who had been nagging me to explain the whole ordeal.

"So, you could not attend Amanda's party?" Bell sounded disappointed but I could not do anything as I have 5-hour therapy session on Friday.

"Nope." Amanda is our classmate from high school and she is a famous blogger.

"Then I will also not attend. I will be bored without you." I could imagine her pouting and knew that she would be searching Amanda's contact number on her mobile.

"Don't. You can take one of your dates to the party." I suggested as Amanda had personally called us not to missed the party.

So, if I could not attend then Bell could and she could explain my situation. Only if I had not met that ungrateful jerk who had his way at last.

Well, when I had received the phone call from the hospital, I was expecting it to be an emergency call but when I listened to the information the person had spoken, I was enraged.

That jerk not only cancels my promotion but blacklisted my name. When I demanded an explanation, they just brushed it off saying it's an order from higher up.

Damn their higher up.

So, the next day I went to the administrative and requested to meet the director but I was politely declined.

I was infuriated with the hospital management that I looked for the job at another hospital but seeing the black-listed mark on my CV from the prestigious hospital no one hired me.

I thought of suing the hospital for the sudden action and I had also consulted the lawyer but he advised me not to make rash decisions as the Reghen was the major shareholder of the hospital and I couldn't win the case.

I also opted to move out of the city but my parents declined my decision. Dean advised me to talk to that jerk and negotiate but I knew better than to talk with him.

So, I stayed at my home and accompanied my granny helping her plant some flowers. There is a small garden on our balcony and granny spends her days taking care of the flowers.

I was devastated when I couldn't continue my career and kind of missed doing my job even though it was tiresome.

So, I decided to look for the small hospitals where I could work but before I could search for one, a phone call changed my whole plan.

I was talking with my mom about my plans sitting on the sofa when my mobile rang and the call was from the private number.

"Hello. Is this Dr.Shalifa?" An elderly voice asked from the other end when I accepted the call.