Chapter 4

Someone suddenly bumped into my shoulder. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that the person beside me was holding a red banner.

Simon abruptly stopped walking. He crossed his arms and looked at me with a smirk.

He said, "Dr. Stuart, go ahead and take it."

The person who bumped into me handed me the banner. His hand shook, causing it to unfurl.

The moment I saw the words on it, my expression soured immensely.

The bolded words on the banner read, "Shameless Homewrecker."

Those two words were like tight slaps to my face that left my cheeks burning with humiliation.

My entire body trembled as I spoke coldly. "What do you mean by this, Mr. Shaw?"

At that point, Simon dropped all pretense. His eyes slowly swept over me from head to toe.

He sneered, "Willow's not here, so you can stop pretending. I noticed it yesterday outside the operating room. Your eyes were practically glued to her. We're both men. Don't think I can't tell what filthy thoughts you've been hiding."

He deliberately covered his mouth and gagged exaggeratedly. Then, he looked at me with nothing but disgust and scorn.

Simon mocked, "You're supposed to be a doctor who saves lives. Yet, you're fixated with trying to seduce your patients' wives. You're disgusting!"

I threw the banner onto the floor and instinctively wanted to refute his accusations. But the moment I thought of those two marriage certificates—that could very well be fake—the words became stuck in my throat and refused to come out.

Seeing me fall silent, Simon was emboldened and became even more overbearing. "So I was right. You deliberately chose to work in obstetrics because you wanted to take advantage of vulnerable women."

He jerked his chin toward the man who had delivered the banner. "You. Hold him down."

I stared at him warily, taking several steps back. "Don't touch me!"

But in the next second, something heavy struck me on the head.

A warm stream of blood trickled down from my forehead. By the time I came to my senses again, the hallway was already packed with spectators.

With reddened eyes, Simon pointed at me and shouted, "Everyone, come take a look! This obstetrician takes advantage of women when they're weak after giving birth and tries to seduce them! Ever since he first laid eyes on my wife yesterday, he couldn't take his eyes off her!"

He ordered the people restraining me to rip off my mask. Then, he grabbed my hair and exposed my face for everyone to see.

The moment he saw my face clearly, a flash of jealousy passed through his eyes. "As I suspected, you are indeed very good-looking. Women would easily fall for a face like yours."

As his words fell, he slapped me hard.

A searing pain immediately spread across my cheek. Simon had deliberately turned the jagged side of his ring inward against his palm, and the sharp edge sliced a gash across my face.

The nurses who rushed over turned pale with alarm. One of them stomped her foot anxiously before running toward the head of the obstetrics department's office.

I struggled with all my strength to break free from the hands pinning me down, but the blood pouring from my wounds caused my strength to drain away rapidly.

As Simon didn't return for a long time, Willow came out in a wheelchair to look for him.

The moment she saw the crowd, she panicked and cried, "Excuse me! Please move aside!"

She struggled through the crowd and hurried straight to Simon. She carefully checked him over from head to toe.

"Are you okay? Why are so many people gathered out here?" she asked.

Simon bent down to take her hand and speak smugly, like he was expecting her to praise him. "Willow, you came at just the right time. I just exposed Dr. Stuart's true colors in front of everyone! He keeps hanging around you every day because he wants to latch onto you!"

Willow reached out and tapped his nose affectionately.