A woman with a doctor's coat hung on her left arm walked along the corridors of First Family Hospital in an ugly dirty-green Crocs. Her long ponytail bounced behind her as her steady steps led her towards a reception desk.
"Dr. Brown, over here!" One of the nurses in a blue scrub raised the telephone in the air while pointing at it.
Diane doubled her steps and quickly reached for the phone. "Hello! This is Dr. Brown speaking," she announced and listened for a while before answering, "Yes, Chief. We concluded the surgery five minutes ago. No. I'm not on duty tonight. Goodbye, Chief."
A deep breath escaped Diane's lips as she put down the telephone. "I guess we will call it a night," she smiled at the nurses, displaying her double dimples, and was going to leave when a familiar face on the news broadcast on the TV hanging on the wall at her left, caught her attention.
Immediately, she felt her heart flip in her chest.
As the TV volume was low, Diane saw herself closing in on the screen to hear what the news anchor was saying.
News Anchor: "Today, the Heirs Group of Companies announced Mr. Christian Knowles as their new CEO for their Hotel subsidiary. Mr. Knowles has…"
Right. The picture of the man displayed on the evening news was Christian Knowles, Diane's ex-boyfriend who seemed to be the new hot shot of NYC.
The rest of the news anchor's words drowned out in Diane's head as she became lost in that handsome photo of her ex in a 3-piece plaid suit. Memories flooded into her mind; it was weird seeing such a familiar face looking so… unfamiliar.
She was so engrossed that she failed to hear the approaching footsteps of another female doctor in her early 30s, calling out to her.
"Diane?" A woman with olive skin called out again as she placed her hand on her shoulder. Almost immediately, Diane gasped in shock.
"Oh. My. God. Are you okay?" Dr. Tricia asked in concern.
Diane tried to fake a smile while nodding. "Yes, I'm good. I was just lost in thought."
Tricia finally smiled and stole a glance at the TV. "We all love the new hot shot 'cause he is young, rich, and sexy."
Diane shook her head, waved to the nurses, and resumed her steps. Dr. Tricia chased after her and finally relaxed when she matched her steps.
"I heard you are not on duty tonight. So, are you going home right now?"
Diane glanced at her and spread her arms "Where else would I be when I finally get some time off this embodiment of chaos?"
Dr. Tricia laughed it off before reminding her kindly, "Diane, don't forget your appointment tomorrow. We need to have the surgery done to open that place up as soon as possible. Also, don't forget to invite your husband this time around. It's necessary."
Diane stopped in her steps and released a deep breath. "Thank you, Trish. See you tomorrow."
Dr. Tricia took that as her cue to leave and finally waved goodbye to her before making a right turn. "See you tomorrow, I have a patient in Skyville that needs my attention now."
As soon as her back was all Diane could see, the smile on her face vanished. Which husband was she going to invite to her doctor's appointment? As far as she knew, her husband had been giving her the cold shoulder for the last three days.
An argument regarding their bedroom activities had spiraled off between the couple. Diane was so sure that her husband wasn't coming with her for her doctor's appointment the next day unless one of them bowed first.
And as it was, she wasn't going to apologize for a situation that wasn't her fault, and knowing her conceited husband, he wouldn't be saying 'sorry' anytime soon or even attempting to speak to her unless he was in dire need of something that was in her possession.
Diane stopped by her office to hang her coat and grab her bag before making her way to the elevator. But as soon as the elevator doors closed, a notification sounded on her phone.
It was a mail from Mr. R, and seeing the sender's name, a frown masked her face.
This was not the first time she had received mail from Mr. R. In fact, he had been harassing her with messages for the past two months.
Despite guessing what the content of this current mail might be, Diane opened it only to see a message and her husband, Phillip Sanders' office address right below it.
Mr. R: "Stop being a coward and face the truth."
Instantly, Diane's heartbeat accelerated. Though she didn't know the identity of the mysterious sender and his odd interest in her relationship with her husband, she chose to do something about his disturbing messages today.
Already, she had been in a crappy mood for the past few days because of her husband. So, this could be a good opportunity to ruin his day. Or so she thought.
Diane got into her car and entered the address of her husband's company in her car's GPS. Half an hour later, she parked at the car park made her way to the building, and stopped at the front desk to give her name before she was allowed to take the elevator to the last floor.
By being Mrs. Sanders, she did not need any reason to visit her husband in his office. At least, this would be her third visit since they got married.
Arriving at the last floor, Diane did not see anyone at the reception desk so, she directly made her way towards the General manager's office, a position held by her husband in his family's company.
Even though Diane did not marry Phillip out of love, she still expected respect from his end if she was to show any to him. Therefore, she wished that all the information Mr. R had been sending her would turn out to be false.
Unfortunately, that wasn't the case because nothing prepared her for the sight that she would behold, nor the sounds of pleasure that would fill her ears when she pushed the door open.
Inside the office, a woman lay with her back against the work desk. Her legs were tightly wrapped around the waist of Diane's husband, Phillip.
Diane could see her husband sway his hip almost desperately, his trousers pulled down to his feet while the skirt of the woman hung above her waist.
The two seemed so engrossed in their wild entanglement and with their loud moans of pleasure that they did not notice her presence. Only the sound of Diane's bag dropping to the floor finally got them snapping back to reality.
Immediately, the heads of the cheating couple turned to Diane's direction in sync. They were both so shocked to see her that they stopped moving.
What was even more shocking for Diane was not just that her husband was having sex with another woman in his office, but the fact that the woman he was together with was none other than his secretary who was supposed to be at the reception desk out there.
Those two had the nerve to do something so shameless in a public place without bothering to lock the doors.
"What the fuck!!!" Diane cursed out loud as an unspeakable rage filled her heart.
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Diane's roar was so loud that it got the shameless couple finally moving.
Immediately, Phillip pulled out of Isabelle and quickly turned his back to Diane like she was the outsider that shouldn't know what his wandering dick looked like.
"Um… Umm… Diane, this is not what you think," he stammered as he scrambled to zip his trousers and secure his brown leather belt. Meanwhile, Isabelle casually jumped down from the table and pulled down her skirt, a smirk spread across her face.
The earlier shock she had on her face when Diane walked in on them had been completely washed away as she now seemed to be enjoying the process and the reaction of being caught with another woman's husband.
Diane's blood boiled. She wanted nothing more than to stuff that smirk on Isabelle's face into the handbag she was currently sliding her torn panties into.
To think that her husband would betray her for that short woman. Diane was a thousand times better than her; what did he even see in Isabelle? She had never thought that this secretary would one day grow wings overnight, gaining the courage to sleep with someone else's husband and not feel any remorse about it.
Now, Diane was beginning to wonder how long this affair had been going on as she did not think that a day affair would give a mere worthless office secretary whose shame and rudeness knew no boundaries the guts to humiliate her.
On the other hand, Isabelle was still unfazed by Diane's presence and even went ahead to pat Phillip's chest. "Come to my place as soon as you finish sorting out your family's problem. I don't like that this interruption caused us not to finish." She even leaned closer to Philip's ear, whispering in a voice loud enough for Diane to hear. "I still want you to fuck my brains out and cum inside of me."
As she spoke, she made sure to fix her gaze on Diane the entire time, goading her as though she wasn't the mistress who was supposed to cower before the legal wife.
Then turning her body to Diane, the smile on her face disappeared as she finished off, "Unlike some people who don't even know what it feels like to enjoy a man's touch."
Diane felt a painful stab in her chest as she quickly placed her palm there. She looked so hurt as she glanced at her husband who didn't dare to meet her gaze.
"You spoke to outsiders about our marriage problem?" she managed to ask through trembling lips.
The issue of not being able to have sex with her husband since they got married has been a sore topic for Diane, and that was the reason she had been making so much effort from her side even though her husband wasn't being supportive as he was expected to be.
Even their family members did not know this, so how could he tell an outsider—his mistress—for that matter? He even said nothing as Isabelle used it to rub salt into his wife's wounds, shaming Diane just like that after they were caught in their adulterous escapade.
Even if Diane had been a strong woman all her life and had been trained to absorb a lot of shock, no training prepared her for this. She was almost on the verge of breaking down, but she refused to let it show in front of that shameless woman.
Isabelle clicked her tongue and was about to walk past Diane when the latter grabbed her arm and pulled her back.
"You have been deliberating cheating with my husband without caring about my feelings?" Diane interrogated with an unbelievable expression on her face. She still couldn't wrap her head around why her husband had cheated with Isabelle out of everyone—this woman would never be on par with her!
Did this shameless mistress have no fear of being taught a lesson when caught with her husband? Did she not know who Diane was?
Isabelle scoffed and rolled her eyes as she retorted, "Do I look like I care about your feelings? Anyway, I am not in a good mood to have any kind of conversation with you. As you can see, I am sexually unsatisfied because you barged..."
The shameless side-chicken did not get to finish speaking before a tight slap she did not ever see coming landed on her left cheek. The resounding slap echoed through the otherwise silent office.
"Bitch!" As soon as Diane delivered that slap, she pushed Isabelle to the floor and started hitting her without mercy.
Diane's mind had been blown away by the level of disrespect and audacity. If she hadn't been so stunned earlier, she would have already mauled Isabelle right then and there.
Although Diane wasn't one to stoop so low as to fight a mistress in a public space, she concluded that Isabelle deserved a good beating that would correct her brain, just in case Isabelle thought she could speak to her however she liked just because her irresponsible husband was banging her behind her back.
On the other side, Phillip's good-looking face was twisted in shock. He did not expect his wife to cause a scene like this since she was usually so graceful in every situation. Thus, it took him a while to react.
He was so scared that everyone on that floor would find out what was going on from his mistress's screams, so he quickly dragged Diane away before she could succeed in breaking Isabelle's nose.
"Stop it before you break her nose! You are a doctor!" he said to the struggling woman in his arms as a reminder of the possibility of her getting sued for deliberate harm. In actual sense, he just wanted to save himself; he didn't care whether Diane went to jail or not!
Upon realizing that he was holding her with that tainted body of his, Diane did not think twice before elbowing his jaw just to set herself free.
"How dare you touch me? Have you lost your mind?!" she screamed at his face without caring that he was holding his jaw, his entire face twisted in pain after letting out a yelp.
Diane completely abandoned Isabelle, who quickly escaped in tears the moment she found the opportunity, to face her shameless cheap-skate husband who didn't have any dignity left of him.
She glared at him. Then, without waiting for him to utter a word of lame explanations, she said to him, "You've not only disrespected me by airing our dirty laundry outside but also by shamelessly cheating on me! You will pay for what you did to me, just wait!"
Having delivered her short speech, Diane walked away, leaving Phillip with his words clogged in his throat.
Watching his wife leave, the hand that was holding his jaw fell to his side. His eyes glowered after her, his expression quickly darkening.
"Not when I make you pay first," he said in a tone only he could hear.
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