chapter 11

Freda’s POV

I walked into the hospital, hoping I’d be able to avoid Vivian and Mr. Adams that day. I went straight to my office the moment I got to the hospital and began attending to some work I had abandoned for a long time, trying to avoid anything that would make Mr. Adams hurl insults at me.

“Look who came early today?” I heard her voice and refused to look up, so I could avoid anything that would make me angry or cause me to say things I would regret later on.

“I’m talking to you!” Vivian said and took steady steps towards my table.

She sat on the vacant chair and kept her leg on the table, obviously distracting me from my work.

“Please, leave me alone,” I pleaded, because I wouldn’t want to do anything that would jeopardize my medical license or cause issues with Mr. Adams.

“Look who’s pleading?” Vivian laughed and I shook my head.

I silently hoped that the Medical Superintendent would pass by and see Vivian hanging her leg on the table. As if she heard my prayer, the Med