He knows they are his

Catherine’s POV

"Babe, you won't believe what Dr Arnold told me the other day." Rita huffed from the other end of the line.

"Remind me who that is again," I said, throwing some plantain chips into my mouth. "Is he one of the interns or residents?"

"None. He's the newly transferred cardiologist," She divulged. "The round, stocky one who made a move on you the other day."

My brows furrowed in mild confusion as I racked my brain, trying to remember who it really was, before it then clicked in my head.

I could remember him now.

According to what I had heard from the nurses, he had only recently gotten married to his fourth wife; a young lady in her early twenties, who many believed was just with him for his money.

He had been divorced thrice due to his incessant cheating, but as it seemed, his young wife probably didn't care about it.

"Oh, I remember him now," I said. "Let me guess, he asked you out on a date."

In the past, the scumbag of a man had asked me to go out with him on a dinner