In a small dark room without any windows, a woman with half of her face disfigured by acid, huddled in a corner, gasping as she wept. It was difficult to breathe, as the air was heavy and stifling in the enclosed space, "Heuk!" She cried loudly and warped her heavily bruised arms around her torso, as a boot hit her stomach with great force. The perpetrator was her former fiance, James Welsh. He looked down at her with so much disgust in his eyes. "Damn it! I hate being in this disgusting place. You better tell me the formula for that drug quickly if you don't want to die here today!" He stomped on her without mercy, each hit delivered an insurmountable amount of pain. Scarlett Tates wailed and wriggled about, trying to avoid the hits but it was all for naught. She had no more strength left in her, all her energy had dried up from the non-stop beatings in the last few days. A high heel suddenly appeared and viciously pressed against the back of her palm on the floor. Scarlett screa

"Ask away." Scarlett said with a laid-back attitude. Natasha picked up her phone and dialed James' number, and it only rang slightly before dropping off. She tried again repeatedly but it never connected even once. "Is there any problem dear?" Beatrice inched closer wearing a frown. "I can't call James, there is no network at the moment." Natasha explained. "I guess it can't be helped." Edward said. The crease on his forehead reduced a little. Scarlett stood wearing a smug smile. She knew this would happen. In her past life, the rain fell so heavily that it scrambled the nation's networks, and an apology for the inconvenience was posted on the news the next day. "If there is nothing else, I'm going up to my room now." "Wait." Natasha stopped her from leaving. She wasn't done with her just yet. "Scarlett, have you thought about the gift you would give me and James for our engagement?" She poked around. Here it comes. Scarlett decided to play along. "I haven't prepared anythi

"I don't have a sister." Scarlett's tone was calm but fierce.She looked at Natasha from her feet, up with stark indifference, "Now, if you are referring to the rat that burrowed through the dirt and into my home, I have not a single reason to stop her from picking up the trash that I threw away, after all, the garbage has always been a rat's favorite hunting ground."Natasha grew red with embarrassment and anger; How dare this stupid bitch call her a dirty rat that picks up leftovers?!James was the one to dump her and not the other way around. What gives her the right to make such claims?Natasha had a lot to say at this moment but she swallowed her words and masked her distaste with a sad expression.What was the most troubling of the situation was the fact that Scarlett spoke ill of her once beloved. The same man she loves to a fault even after he cheated and dumped her for another.Natasha and everyone around couldn't believe their ears; Scarlett, relating James to such vulgar wo

The rest of the day was hectic at Fonda Hospital, but Scarlett worked hard till the last minute. Currently, the team of residents in the Medicine and Surgery department was gathered in the conference room being addressed by the attending physicians. “C’mon, Dr Vera, when are you guys going to reveal the special patient to us? The suspense is killing us,” Rachel whined, one could feel the passion in her voice. “Calm down, Rachel. What would an ordinary person think if they overheard you saying that? We aren’t running a circus here,” Dr Vera chuckled. “But, Dr Vera, it’s been long overdue. Everyone’s itching to know what got the Chief of Surgery so excited he actually smiled at us Residents for the first time since we’ve been here.” Eric added, supported by the agreeing nod of some of the other residents. “And that’s why I’ve gone through the pains of bringing a copy of the ultrasound to finally reveal the patient or should I say patients,” Dr Mendez passed Natasha the results, which

As soon as Headmistress Sarah announced Scarlett as Cherry’s mother, the man consoling the little boy earlier scowled with anger. “So you are the one who raised such a stupid and disrespectful child! Look at what she’s done to my little Samson,” he revealed the cleaned-up bruise on the child’s arm, “What are you going to do about it?!” Scarlett frowned at the sight of the bruise but she didn’t jump to conclusions. Scarlett ignored him and the headmistress and made her way to Cherry. Cherry looked scared and upset at the same time. Her lips quivered as Scarlett squatted beside her. “I didn’t do it, Mommy,” Cherry said in her little distressed voice. Scarlett hugged her, “I know baby.” As soon as she said that, she could feel Cherry’s tense body relax a little. “How can you say that? Can’t you see what she’s done to Samson, you should discipline her and not encourage her!” Headmistress Sarah huffed. Scarlett stood up with a raised eyebrow, “Ever since I arrived you’ve been throwin