All Chapters of YES NURSE: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

After Ben left, from Saturday morning straight through Sunday night, Spirit didn’t sleep a wink. The nerve stimulation had taken a toll on the triplets, making them sick. Spirit spent the entire day tracking their recovery and making sure they remained in bed. By late Sunday night, the danger had finally passed, and they were safe. Now, it was Monday morning. Spirit checked her wristwatch as she walked down the hallway. It was exactly eight o’clock. Ben’s warning was still echoing in her head. If they are not up and working by Monday morning, your career is gone. Her chest tightened with anxiety. She needed to make sure they were healthy before she could officially leave the estate. As she turned the corner toward the main foyer, she spotted Mrs. Higgins tidying the entrance console. “Nurse Browne?” Mrs. Higgins called out, blinking in surprise when she saw her. “Are you still here? Aren’t you done with your shift?” “Good morning, Mrs. Higgins. Yes, I’m leaving to

Spirit’s fingers were practically cramping from the outrageous amount of data she had entered over the past four hours. She slammed the plastic clipboard onto the nurses’ station counter, her eyes burning from staring at the low-resolution monitor. She was currently trapped in medical purgatory. Charles hadn’t just given her scut work; he had assigned her a never-ending string of the most mind-numbing, exhausting tasks on the entire Surgical floor. So far, her glamorous day as a surgical nurse resident consisted of: Delivering blood samples to the basement lab. Running discharge paperwork between the billing office and the ward. Transporting patient charts across three different wings of the hospital. Measuring and recording the fluid intake and output of twenty post-op patients. Through the glass windows of the scrub area, Spirit watched two other first-year residents laughing as they washed their hands and arms, preparing to scrub in for a routine appendectomy. Her ches

And, of course, Charles did show her exactly how insufferable and petty he could be. The next morning, the moment Spirit stepped onto the Surgical floor and clocked in for another brutal day of scut work, Charles was already waiting for her. It felt like he had been standing there waiting for her all morning. He was leaning against the counter, looking as perfectly put together and infuriating as humanly possible. “Nurse Browne,” Charles said, his deep voice cutting through the noisy morning chatter of the ward. “You seem to be enjoying scut work a lot. Isn’t that right?” Spirit’s jaw clenched angrily, but then the advice Mrs. Gable had given her at the dinner table the night before, combined with Chloe’s warning, flashed through her mind. She forced the urge to bury her fist straight into his arrogant face deep down into her chest. “Of course, Dr. Voss,” Spirit replied, her lips stretching into a fake smile. “Scut work is actually the best for a rookie like me. I must

Maya stormed toward Spirit, her eyes blazing with a mix of fury and disgust.“You kissed the Chief Surgeon?” she hissed, her sharp voice echoing through the hallway.“Is that how desperate you are to make a name for yourself in this hospital, Browne?”“I didn’t kiss him,” Spirit fired back. She stood her ground, forcing her posture to remain steady despite the chaos racing through her pulse.“It was a misunderstanding.”“A misunderstanding?” Maya sneered, baring her teeth like a rabid dog cornering its prey. She snapped her gaze toward Chloe, who was shrinking back against the wall.“Are you saying your little friend here is a liar? Are you saying she doesn’t know what she saw?”Chloe finally realized the gravity of what her loud mouth had just caused, her bright eyes instantly filled with tears. She looked at Spirit with an expression full of guilt over her own stupidity, her hands trembling.“Like I said, it’s all a misunderstanding,” Spirit growled, stepping directly into Maya’s

Body bag???? Spirit’s eyes went wide as saucers.She wanted to believe it was all a bluff, but the look in his eyes said otherwise. He looked like someone who would easily snap her head off her shoulders without blinking.Fear gripped her instantly, her body trembling.Spirit clawed desperately at his strong wrist, her nails digging into his skin as the edge of the bookshelf bit into her spine.“I swear to God, I didn’t…” she gasped, her voice choking out as she struggled for air.“I didn’t start… any of this!”“Wrong answer,” Charles growled, tightening his grip around her throat.The pressure increased, and Spirit could barely breathe. She gasped for air, her eyes rolling back slightly as a wave of dizziness washed over her.“Please… it’s not what you think,” she stammered, her words coming out fragmented and trembling.But Charles didn’t care. His large frame pressed closer, completely cutting off any avenue of escape.His eyes burned with unforgiving, murderous rage.“You think th