The Billionaire Surgeon's Revenge

The buzz was frantic, a desperate vibration against the steel of my locker. It was nearly midnight, and I had just walked out of a ten-hour cranial surgery. My phone felt like a foreign object.

It was a notification from the hospitals group chat. Mia Collins, the new surgical intern in my department, had tagged everyone.

Getting married tomorrow! Please, please, please come share our joy! And no gifts necessary, my fianc is taking care of everything! ;)

I was so tired my bones ached. I tapped out a polite reply out of pure reflex: Sorry, I have a conflict. Congratulations and have a beautiful wedding.

A second later, a private message from her lit up my screen. Dr. Hayes, dont be an idiot. My fianc is a major investor in this hospital. Are you sure you want to be on his bad side?

Another message followed before I could even process the first. I already put your name down to work the eventyou know, passing canaps. I figured an old maid like you would jump at the chance to hunt for a rich husband at a place like this.

Then, a photo appeared in the main group chat. A professional wedding portrait.

When I saw the face of the man kissing hermy husbands facea laugh clawed its way out of my throat, sharp and humorless.

Liam. The man who owed his entire existence to my family, cheating on me with an intern and planning to marry her?

I opened the group chat and typed a single line.

Since youre not accepting gifts, allow me to bring a wedding toast instead. Itll be one to remember.

1

I shut off my phone and drove home.

The house was a mess, just as Id left it in my rush that morning. A pair of my running shoes was still kicked over by the door. It was clear Liam hadnt been home either.

Was he too busy planning his new life to remember the old one?

He was a classic story. The brilliant boy from a dirt-poor town in the Appalachians who clawed his way to the top. The man everyone called a visionary, a self-made hospital investor.

It seemed that my long-standing silence and preoccupation with my work had allowed him to forget who wrote that story for him. Hed started to believe his own press.

A cold smile touched my lips as I dialed our house manager. Arthur, I want you to freeze every asset in Liam Crofts name. Cut off all his secondary credit cards. Effective immediately.

And one more thing, I added. I need you to prepare a gift for me. It needs to be delivered to the Grand Astoria ballroom tomorrow morning.

I didnt sleep a wink that night. I should have been exhausted, but instead, a sick, feverish energy hummed through my veins.

Just as I was about to leave in the morning, a text from Liam came through.

Morning, my love. You must be exhausted with all those surgeries. Ill give you a proper massage when I get back from this business trip.

Another one followed. I have a surprise for you, by the way!

He was playing the part of the doting husband, as always.

I typed back: I have a surprise for you, too. I think youll find it unforgettable.

The moment I walked into the ballroom, I saw her. Mia, preening in a designer wedding gown, holding court with a group of our colleagues from the hospital.

Honestly, no gifts! My fianc is so generous, he wouldnt dream of it, she was saying, her voice dripping with false modesty. Hes the biggest investor in Metropolitan General. From now on, youre all my family. Hell take good care of you.

Someone spotted me. A nurse with a perpetually sour expression. Well, look what the cat dragged in. Isnt that our ice queen, Dr. Hayes? What brings you to Mias wedding?

Yeah, we can never get you to come out for drinks, another chimed in, a sycophant who trailed Mia like a puppy. Dont tell me youre here to wish her well.

The first nurse smirked. I hear Dr. Hayes is still single at thirty. She mustve heard Mias fianc was an investor and decided to do a little networking.

Dr. Hayes, Im shocked, the puppy added. I always thought you were so above it all. Turns out youre just like the rest of them.

I ignored the yapping clowns.

I walked straight to Mia, pushing the gift Arthur had prepareda box so large it came up to my chestin front of her. It was wrapped in pristine white paper, but tied with a single, blood-red ribbon.

Mias face turned to stone. Evelyn! What the hell is this? I was kind enough to get you a job serving hors d'oeuvres so you could meet some actual eligible men.

Whats with the morbid wrapping? Who are you trying to insult? she spat.

I met her gaze. I have a dog at home. Hes in heat, constantly pissing on everything to mark his territory. It occurred to me he might have pissed on you by mistake. I gestured to the box. I thought this might suit the occasion.

Mias face flushed a blotchy, furious red. What did you just say, you bitch? Whos a dog? You came here to start trouble, didnt you?

Youre just a pathetic old hag who got dumped! You see me, young, beautiful, marrying into a fortune, and youre green with envy! she shrieked. Just you wait! My fianc will be here any minute, and with one word, hell have you kicked out of the hospital for good!

I took a slow, deliberate step back, just out of range of her spittle, and tilted my head toward the giant box.

Calm down. Its time to open your present.

In front of everyone, I ripped the paper away.

Inside was a massive, funereal wreath of black roses. Stretched across it were two satin ribbons, printed with elegant gold script.

The left ribbon read: THE WHORE & THE PARASITE.

The right: TILL DEATH DO YOU PART.

And across the top, a larger banner proclaimed: A MATCH MADE IN HELL.

The ballroom fell silent.

Mia was trembling with rage. Evelyn! You sick, twisted CUNT!

Youre jealous that Im marrying a man like Liam, a titan of industry, so you pull this disgusting stunt for attention!

I dug a finger into my ear, her screeching was giving me a headache. Mia, let me confirm one last time. You are absolutely certain you want to marry this man?

She lifted her chin, defiant. Of course I am! My fianc, Liam Croft, is the hospitals biggest investor. Hes worth billions! He makes more in a day than a pathetic doctor like you will see in a lifetime!

She gestured grandly to the room. When I marry him, I become Mrs. Croft. Ill be the woman all of you look up to for the rest of your lives!

The sycophants behind her nodded in agreement.

Mia was born for this life. Not like some people, trying to climb the social ladder at her age.

Dr. Hayes, after a scene like this, how are you ever going to show your face in the department again?

You just pissed off the investors wife. Id start updating your resume if I were you.

It was almost funny.

Climb the ladder?

What would they say if they knew I was the one who built the ladder, planted it in the ground, and held it steady for him?

Saving lives was the only thing Id ever wanted to do. This hospital, Hayes Memorial, was my fathers graduation gift to me when I finished my residency. He built it so I could practice medicine in its purest form, free from politics and bureaucracy, and focus solely on my ideals.

Liam Croft, an investor? He was nothing more than a stray Id taken in, a dog I could have put down at any moment.

Seeing my silence, Mia thought shed won. Her smirk widened as she pulled out her phone and dialed, pointedly hitting the speaker button.

Honey, where are you? Someone is bullying me! You have to come quick! she cried into the phone. Its that doctor from my department, Evelyn Hayes! She crashed our wedding and brought a funeral wreath to curse us!

Liams voice came through the speaker, tight with panic. What? Evelyn? Baby, dont worry, Im almost there. Whatever you do, do not get into a fight with her!

After hanging up, Mia looked as if shed just been crowned queen.

You heard him? Hes coming for me! she sneered. You are so dead, Evelyn. Not only are you getting fired, but Ill make sure youre blacklisted from every hospital in this state!

The colleagues around me started whispering, pointing.

Its over. She really pissed off Mr. Croft.

Dr. Hayes is usually so sharp. What a reckless move.

A woman in her thirties, fighting with an intern over a man. She should take a good look in the mirror. What does she possibly have that compares to Mia?

Mias eyes glinted with triumph. Evelyn, Im giving you one last chance. For the sake of our professional relationship. Get on your knees and beg for my forgiveness right now. She kicked the wreath. Then eat this disgusting thing, and I might consider asking my fianc to let you keep your job.

Otherwise, she smiled, Ill make your life a living hell.

I stepped forward, closing the distance between us until I could see the flecks of gold in her hazel eyes.

You want me to kneel to you? I asked, my voice dangerously quiet.

Are you worthy?

In the next second, I pulled two red marriage certificates from my purse and threw them squarely at her face.

Open your eyes and look closely. The billionaire fianc youre so proud of, Liam Croft, is my lawfully wedded husband.

I let the words hang in the air. You youre nothing but a cheap little homewrecker.

The certificates struck her cheek and fluttered to the floor. Mia stared, stunned for a few seconds, before erupting into loud, theatrical laughter.

Hahahaha! Evelyn, has your desperation for a man finally driven you insane? she howled. You forged marriage licenses to fantasize about my fianc? Have you no shame?

She scooped them up without a glance and tore them into tiny pieces.

Id heard rumors that some of the female doctors at the hospital were sleeping around, but I never imagined it was you! she announced to the room. The second you found out my fianc was an investor, you lost all self-respect, didnt you? I bet youd drop your panties the second he walked in the room!

She turned to the guests. Everyone, can you believe this woman? Shes a senior physician, and shes stooping to forging documents to slander my fianc! How pathetic can you get?

A doctor who was always kissing up to Mia stepped forward. Dr. Hayes, weve known you for years. I never realized you were this vile.

A man like Mr. Croft? Why would he ever look at an old woman like you? Do yourself a favor and get out of here before you embarrass yourself further!

A mob mentality took over. Hands began to shove me.

Get out! Dont ruin Mias wedding!

Shameless bitch!

I stumbled backward, the corner of a table digging sharply into my lower back. The exhaustion from the ten-hour surgery, combined with a sleepless night, washed over me in a dizzying wave. My vision swam with black spots. I braced myself against a wall to keep from falling.

Mia seized the moment, grabbing a flute of champagne and flinging its contents in my face.

Get on your knees and apologize! If you beg, I might still let you serve the appetizers!

And in that moment, an entirely unexpected person appeared.

Evie? What are you doing here?

I turned, my head snapping up. It was my mentor, Dr. Peterson, a titan in the American medical community.

I ignored the sticky champagne dripping down my face and rushed to his side. Dr. Peterson, what what are you doing here?

He was the man I respected most in the world. He had written my recommendation for my fellowship at Johns Hopkins. He was more of a father to me than a teacher.

Dr. Peterson patted my hand, his expression troubled. I heard one of our junior staff was getting married. I thought Id stop by to offer my congratulations. He sighed heavily. I didnt expect this.

His gaze fell on the shredded wreath and then on Mias venomous expression, his brow furrowing in disapproval.

Mia immediately ran to him, bursting into tears. Dr. Peterson, you have to help me! This woman is using her seniority to bully me!

Dr. Peterson was famously protective of his younger staff.

Evie, whats going on? he asked, his tone stern. Whatever your disagreements, this is hardly the time or place.

Before I could explain, Mia launched into her performance. Dr. Peterson, Evelyn is insane! Shes obsessed with my fianc! She came here to ruin everything, she even brought that that horrible wreath to curse me!

The surrounding colleagues chimed in, twisting the narrative until it was unrecognizable.

Listening to them, Dr. Petersons face filled with disappointment. Evelyn, youre a leader in our department. A role model for the younger generation. How could you behave with so little grace?

Apologize to the girl and take that thing with you, he commanded.

A chill went through me. Even my own mentor, without knowing a single fact, had chosen to believe the seemingly weaker party.

Just then, Mia lunged forward and smashed a wine bottle against the side of my head.

Theres a special place in hell for women who ruin other peoples happiness! she screamed. Im three months pregnant with Liams child! Its too late for a pathetic slut like you to climb into his bed now!

Mia and her followers grabbed me, trying to force my head down. Shards of glass from the bottle scraped against my cheek.

But through the pain and the humiliation, I started to laugh. A low, unhinged chuckle that grew louder and louder.

Pregnant? Oh, this was better than I could have imagined.

I pulled out my phone, ignoring the sting of my wounds, and sent a single text to Arthur.

Mia froze, stunned by my laughter. I used her hesitation to shove her off and scramble to my feet. I looked at every single face in the room, my gaze finally landing on Mias stomach.

Since you want this baby so badly, I said, my voice ringing with clarity, and youre so desperate to be Mrs. Croft

Then allow me to give you one more gift.

Mias face paled. What are you planning now?

A few seconds later, the massive projector screen at the front of the ballroom flickered to life.

As the image came into focus, the color drained completely from Mias face. And just at that moment, Liam Croft, my husband, rushed into the room, stopping dead in his tracks as he stared at the screen.

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