Chapter 5

Before Olivia could finish, Fiona suddenly clutched her chest and burst out laughing.

"I don't know where you heard that our hospital secretly paid a fortune to bring in a cardiac surgeon for this case, but do you even know who she is?"

She looked Olivia up and down, her contempt impossible to hide.

"She's a world-renowned cardiac surgeon, one of the biggest names in the field. She was nominated for an international lifetime achievement award in medicine at a remarkably young age.

"Top hospitals line up to have her perform their surgeries, and even some of the country's leading medical teams rely on her expertise."

Fiona looked down at Olivia, whose eyes were wrapped in gauze and who looked battered and disheveled. Her voice dripped with mockery.

"And you think you can pretend to be someone like that? Losing your sight wasn't enough? Did you lose your mind too? And now you're making outrageous claims like this and expecting people to believe you?"

Several staff members nearby let out quiet laughs, clearly convinced Olivia had lost it.

Fiona smiled and deliberately raised her voice. "Dr. Smith, can fireworks cause brain damage? Maybe you should check her head too.

"We were classmates, after all. Since she's a patient here, we should take good care of her. The sooner we catch something, the sooner we can treat it."

This time, a young nurse let out a snort of laughter.

Damon looked down at Olivia's blank, lifeless expression. He assumed the shock of losing her sight had completely thrown her off balance, and that she was rambling nonsense just to numb herself.

Olivia ignored their taunts. She turned her head slightly toward Fiona, her voice cold.

"Fiona, whether I'm that surgeon or not doesn't matter.

"What matters is that you're the one who injured my eyes. I'm the victim, and I have every right to hold you legally accountable."

Fiona's expression flickered for a moment, but she quickly scoffed, looking completely unfazed.

"It was just an accident. Do you really have to make such a big deal out of it? Just because you're blind now doesn't mean you get to pin this on me."

"There are security cameras where it happened." Olivia remained calm despite Fiona's arrogance. "Whether your actions are deemed intentional isn't up to either of us.

"And if my blindness prevents the patient from having surgery as scheduled, you'll be fully responsible for any resulting medical risks, financial losses, and damage to the hospital's reputation."

Her words were calm and methodical, each one hitting exactly where it hurt. Fiona felt a sudden knot of unease in her chest.

But the next second, she laughed.

"Olivia, you just can't stop acting, can you?"

Before Fiona had even finished, Olivia felt around until she found the phone on the nightstand and called the police.

The mocking smile vanished from Fiona's face, and a flicker of panic crossed her features.

She turned to Damon, immediately putting on a hurt expression. "Damon, does she know I'm up for promotion right now? Is that why she's blowing this out of proportion just to get back at me?"

Damon crossed the room in a few strides and yanked the phone from Olivia's hand, giving her no chance to resist.

"Enough, Olivia. This was an accident. How far are you planning to take this?"

He looked down at her, his voice cold and impatient.

"Fiona's about to be promoted. If you call the police now, no matter how they end up classifying what happened, it'll hurt her if word gets out.

"The damage to your eyes is already done. Calling the police won't change anything. Why do you have to keep going after her?"

Olivia's fingers froze in midair for a moment.

Then she suddenly reached toward his voice, trying to snatch the phone back. "Damon, give me my phone! You don't get to make this decision for me."

Whatever patience Damon had left snapped.

He flung the phone out the window, then shoved Olivia away with his other hand.

Olivia stumbled sideways and struck her abdomen hard against the edge of the hospital bed.

Pain spread through her at once. She doubled over, clutching her stomach, and felt fluid slowly trickling from between her legs.

Fear flooded her entire body.

She could no longer stay calm. She grabbed Damon's pant leg, her composure finally breaking as she begged him.

"Damon, I'm pregnant. My stomach hurts so much. Please... help me."