As I faced the three of them pleading with me, I slowly peeled an apple, savoring each deliberate motion. Once they finished speaking, I took a crisp bite, the crunch echoing in the tense atmosphere.
"I refuse."
The shock on their faces was palpable; they had never witnessed my stubbornness like this before.
The hospital notified me that I needed to move out by the afternoon. I packed my belongings and returned home, sinking into a much-needed nap.
When I woke up, the house was quiet—no one was around. I sat up and grabbed my phone, only to see another hot topic trending at the top of my feed.
"Doctor Clarifies the Facts: Everything Was Directed and Acted by Himself."
Curiosity piqued, I clicked on the trending news and watched Finley’s video. Dressed in a crisp white coat, he spoke calmly to a swarm of reporters surrounding him.
“Hello everyone, I’m Finley, the attending physician involved in this incident. I called you here today to clarify the recent misuse of public resources.”
I raised an eyebrow, wondering if the pressure from public opinion and higher-ups had finally compelled Finley to take responsibility.
But then he said something that left me stunned.
“First, I apologize on behalf of my fiancée. I regret that she misused public resources with false information, leading to online harassment. I didn’t manage her properly and allowed her to act inappropriately. I’m very sorry.”
I widened my eyes in disbelief at the shutter clicks of the cameras capturing the moment. But it was his next statement that hit me like a punch to the gut.
“Natalia’s real intention was to extort money. This whole situation was orchestrated by her; it was all an act.”
