King of Witch Doctors

"Darling, you're so beautiful, and your figure is absolutely stunning." At 8 p.m., Julian Frost stepped out of the internal medicine doctor's office. As he passed by, he overheard a man's impatient voice coming from inside: "I can't hold it anymore. Let's do it right here!" "Oh, come on. Didn't we do it here just last week?" responded a woman in a coquettish tone. Julian froze in his tracks. His face turned pale, as if struck by lightning. He recognized the voice—it belonged to his girlfriend, Lyra Carlson. Julian and Lyra were both doctors, and they had been in a relationship for two years with plans to marry. Never in his worst nightmares could he have imagined that Lyra would cheat on him with another man right in the office. "Oh... yes! Don't stop, harder, honey! Harder!" Lyra's ecstatic moans drifted through the door. Though Julian lacked s*xual experience, the meaning was unmistakable. He knew Lyra was having s*x with another man. The rhythmic thuds of the office desk, the man's rapid panting, and Lyra's muffled groans left no room for doubt. Julian's fury surged. He clenched his fists, ready to push the door open and confront them. He had to know who the man was. But just as his hand hovered over the doorknob, he hesitated. Even if he barged in, it wouldn't change a thing. Doing this would only make things even more humiliating for him, for her, and for everyone involved. Though only a door separated them, Julian felt as if he and Lyra were worlds apart. 'Maybe it's better to leave our dignity intact, even if this is the end of us,' he thought bitterly. Julian took a deep breath, forcing himself to turn away. But just as he was about to leave, the voices inside grew louder. "Come on, faster! Julian's on the night shift tonight and will be here soon. If he catches us, it's all over," Lyra said in a hurried whisper. "Catch us? I'd love to see his funny face when he finds out his girlfriend of two years, who he hasn't even kissed once, is scr*wing me," the man jeered. Julian's brow furrowed. The man's voice sounded familiar. "You're so bad," Lyra giggled, "making him a cuckold and mocking him like that. By the way, can you help me get the intermediate professional title this time?" "Don't worry," the man replied smugly. "My dad's the deputy head of the Riverheim Sanitation Department. A word from him is all it takes." 'It's him!' Julian's heart sank. He suddenly realized the man was Jonathan Gray. Jonathan was the deputy director of the internal medicine department at Riverheim Hospital. He was only two years older than Julian but had climbed the ranks by relying on his father's position as deputy head of the Riverheim Sanitation Department. Arrogant and entitled, Jonathan was infamous for his behavior. From the moment Julian joined the department, he had heard plenty of sordid tales about Jonathan, such as seducing married women, forcing a pregnant girlfriend to have an abortion, and using his power to manipulate or coerce beautiful nurses. Jonathan was, in every sense of the word, a sc*mbag. 'Lyra hooked up with Jonathan just to secure her title?' Julian thought, his chest tightening. 'Was it really worth it?' Inside the office, Lyra's voice broke his thoughts. "What about Julian? Can he get the title?" "Julian?" Jonathan sneered. "Even in ten years, it won't be his turn. I asked my dad, and in the selection process for the intermediate professional title, our entire internal medicine department has a total of nine people who meet the qualifications, but there are only two spots available." "But his qualifications are solid, and his performance is excellent. Even Ms. Turner thinks highly of him," Lyra revealed. Jonathan scoffed. "What does it matter if Ms. Turner thinks highly of him? My dad has the final say. And guess what? Ms. Turner even came to my dad to try to secure a spot for Julian. Why would she go out of her way for him? Do they have something going on?" Lyra countered, "That's nonsense! Ms. Turner is so beautiful. She is way out of his league." Jonathan laughed, "You're right. She's beautiful but aloof. She probably likes women. She doesn't even pay attention to me, let alone Julian." "Then who's getting the title this time? Did you ask your dad?" Lyra asked. "There's no need to ask. One spot is obviously yours. The other will go to Ethan Mitchell. He's given me so many gifts that I'd feel guilty if I didn't recommend him," Jonathan replied. "Poor Julian," Jonathan added with mock sympathy. "Not only is he losing the title, but he's also been made a cuckold. He's really having a rough time." Lyra scoffed, "What? Are you feeling sorry for him?" Jonathan chuckled. "Feeling sorry my *ss. If anything, I regret that he didn't get to see you being conquered by me!" He teased, "You're such a sl*t, sweetheart. Just now, you drove me crazy. But Julian is such an i***t. He's been with you for two years and hasn't even slept with you. Anyone who gets to know this would think he's impotent." "Come on, that's enough," Lyra said dismissively. Jonathan smirked. "What, do you feel bad for him? After all, you've been with him for two years." Lyra scoffed. "Feel bad for him? Why would I? He's a total loser, a fatherless b*stard!" Julian's fists clenched tighter as he listened to their conversation. His chest heaved with rage, his face flushed, and his eyes burned with fury. The words "fatherless b*stard" might sound a bit harsh, but Lyra was telling the truth. Julian didn't know who his father was. Because of that, his mother was driven out of the family. This was Julian's most humiliating secret, and he had only shared it with Lyra. Jonathan's interest was piqued. "A fatherless b*stard? What's the story behind that? Tell me." Lyra hesitated for a moment before replying softly, "Julian doesn't even know who his father is." "Seriously? No way. He must've lied to you," Jonathan said, sounding amused. "No, I mean it," Lyra confirmed. "How's that even possible? His mother had him, didn't she? She must know who the father is," Jonathan retorted. "I mean, even if she slept with a stray dog, she'd at least know the dog's name, right?" Julian's veins bulged on his forehead. His mother was his ultimate sore spot, and he would never allow anyone to insult her. Consumed by rage, he shoved the door open with force. Bang! The office door slammed against the back wall with a loud crash. "Oh, no!" Lyra screamed, hastily yanking down her skirt, which was still bunched up around her waist. Jonathan froze for a moment, startled, before quickly pulling his pants up from around his ankles. They had clearly been in the middle of s*x, standing by the desk, with Lyra's fair-skinned, perky booty pressed against its edge. But when Jonathan turned and saw it was Julian, his initial panic faded. Instead, he smirked and even chuckled, "So, you did show up." Lyra, facing the door, immediately recognized Julian. Her expression stiffened with embarrassment. "Julian, when did you get here?" "Eight o'clock, right on time for my shift." Julian's face was dark, his voice cold as he fought to keep his fury in check. "Sorry to interrupt your little 'fun.'" "Julian, it's not what it looks like, I—" Lyra began. "I saw it with my own eyes and heard it with my own ears. Are you still trying to deny it?" Julian cut her off. "Lyra, I never thought you were such a shameless woman!" Unable to hold back any longer, he finally confronted her. Lyra's embarrassment quickly turned to fury. She stopped trying to explain and snapped coldly, "I must've lost my mind back then to fall for a loser like you. Two years together, and all you ever gave me was a jade pendant, claiming it could ward off evil. What a joke. Take it back!" Lyra yanked the pendant from her neck and threw it at him. "From now on, we're done. We have nothing to do with each other!" Julian caught the pendant and hung it around his neck, staring at Lyra in stunned silence. His heart tightened and shattered into pieces. How had the woman he loved become like this? Jonathan stepped forward, slipping an arm around Lyra's slim waist. He smirked at Julian and said mockingly, "What's wrong, dude? Want to watch a live show? I can perform with Lyra again for you!" "F*ck you, *sshole!" Julian roared, his anger exploding as he launched a punch straight into Jonathan's face. Jonathan's nose took the full force of the blow, blood spurting out instantly. "D*mn it! How dare you hit me? I'll kill you!" Jonathan bellowed, swinging his fist toward Julian's face.