Leah Fenris

My body convulsed. Anger I didn't know I had in me for so long, bottled up, brewing and explosive, came bubbling when I saw her name.

Leah Fenris.

Daughter of Jacob Fenris, CEO of pharmaceutical company, Fenris&Co.

"Does that file interest you so much, Ms. Elaine?" Dr. Rayleigh was interested in my interest. He stared at me silently for as long as I stared at the file, reading each word until I memorised the whole report.

"What...is the patient's name?" He asked,

"Leah Fenris..."

Silence ensued.

"Ms. Elaine, I'd like to ask you to keep the file down. Or, give it to me." He said.

"You don't look so good."

Of course, I wouldn't look any good!

The woman who gave my child the deadly disease, slept with my husband so many times got a cure and my son couldn't!? I was angry beyond belief!

"I...I'll see you tomorrow, doctor. Please let me borrow this file." I asked naively.

"Ms. Elaine, I can't give patient files to unauthorized persons—"

"I'm his mother..."

Voice rough, eyes bloodshot and tearful.

Dr. Rayleigh didn't protest anymore.

He took a deep breath, saying,

"Wherever those files go, I come with them. Where are we going?"

My eyes widened. Was he...was he suggesting I visit the house of my homewrecker?

Dr. Rayleigh rolled out his Ferrari, one of his car collections. Putting on the GPS, we reached a mansion that was lit as if it were celebrating.

"They're having a party," I said softly. I was calm until I heard Dr. Rayleigh sigh.

"You've gotta be kidding me.." he rubbed his face, staring at the mansion that was flooding the street ahead with golden lights and crystal decorations. The moon looked pale in front of it.

I get it. Leah's family is well off. So much so that I could embarrass them just by looking in their direction. But she destroyed my marriage. My life. My son's life! She was, if anything, the poorest, cheapest woman I knew.

"I should've known...Jacob Fenris is our hospital sponsor. The biggest pharmaceutical supplies to our hospital come from him." Said Dr. Rayleigh.

"I'm not sure I understand..." I said.

"It means...we can't destroy that man or his family. They're untouchable." He said. Again, I was confused.

"This is my fight, Dr. Rayleigh," I stated.

"No longer your fight alone, Ms. Elaine. He killed one of my patients to hide his corrupt chain of new drugs." He said. A doctor's anger towards the culprit who destroyed the patient he mended, bonded and treated...is personal. Immense. And mostly, rational.

"So...what do we do?" I asked as he drove us away. The longer we stayed there, heads would turn.

"We destroy him slowly. But we've gotta do it together, Ms. Elaine. I'll tell you what we need to do, but I need to trust you first."

"Dr. Rayleigh...these are the people who destroyed my son's life. The fruit doesn't fall too far from its tree. Leah's family is just as corrupted and filthy as she is. Or even more." I said as he took a soft turn around the corner.

"The fruit doesn't fall too far from the tree indeed..." He said as he stared at someone in particular, walking along the road.

A couple, in fact. Hand in hand, giggling and kissing cheeks while people stared at judged. Polluting the streets with PDA...

You guessed it right. It was Leah and Logan.

Leah didn't look pregnant, and that shocked me. Her flat tummy in a cringey, tight black dress for the occasion made me question.

"She's not pregnant?" My voice was barely above a whisper. Dr. Rayleigh flipped through pinned report papers. His brows crashed into each other.

"She's...infertile. All the chemo and drugs made her infertile. She's undergone a hysterectomy as well..." Dr. Rayleigh was confused, and I was angry.

"She lied...she lied to the whole pack!" My voice came out horribly angered through gritted teeth. I was seething.

Logan looked so happy beside her. Did he even know she's infertile? Was it their play together? What was going on!?

"I wanna destroy them..." I seethed.

"And we shall, Ms. Elaine,"

Suddenly, Dr. Rayleigh held my hand over my thigh. A light squeeze to assure me. Saying that he was there.

When I looked over, his soft eyes rounded my anger into something rational and less emotional. The desire to destroy them burned like wildfire still. Yet, something softened this fire into a ball. Denser. More effective.

And those eyes...those grey eyes that reflected the benevolence of the moon.

"Your support...I didn't ask for it, Doctor..."

"Support doesn't always present itself when asked, Ms. Elaine. Jean doesn't deserve this. I want to help you have peace of mind, too. I want to be included in this chapter of your life." He said. My eyes widened with each word.

"Doctor..."

"I don't need to confess to you, Ms. Elaine. But I've been growing close to you as moments passed." I gasped softly.

"If you allow it...will you let me inside your heart that you've kept closed for so long?"

"...So you could thaw it for me and make yourself cosy inside?"

Dr. Rayleigh was taken aback by my confession, just as I was by his.

"This feels...illegal." I breathed out.

"We are still budding. We don't know each other. This is infactuation that I hope will grow into something beautiful." Dr. Rayleigh kissed my knuckles.

At that moment, I didn't resist the urge to kiss him. But he never leaned in, made the first move. I knew he wanted to, but held himself back for my sake.

For. My. Sake.

What else could I have asked for?

He's perfect in every sense of that word.

And I had to let myself say to him,

"Thank you...Dr. Rayleigh. For...everything."

"No more 'Dr.' In front of my name. Just...Rayleigh." He replied.

We headed back to the hospital, where he walked me to my room in the station.

"Goodnight, Rayleigh..."

"Goodnight, Elaine."

How beautifully my name rolls off his tongue~