Hitched: My Naughty Wife

Chapter 6: Fired

Dora, "I never counted on God!"

Flavio nodded approvingly, "You've got guts. So, tell me, should I lock you in the bathroom for an hour, or would you like to experience what it feels like not to be able to move for a while?"

Dora gave him a steely gaze. "If you want to kill me, go ahead, but if you just want to punish me, I suggest you remember the one hour in the bathroom very well. I'm a grudge-holder, and I believe in what goes around comes around. Who knows, you might end up in my clutches again someday."

Flavio couldn't help but laugh at her. He then raised her chin again and asked, "Do you really think your seductive tricks will work every time?"

Dora raised an eyebrow, "And what makes you think I'll only rely on seduction?"

Flavio chuckled, "Locking me up in the bathroom, dunking my phone in water, and even insulting me with a riddle. Tell me, which one of these is not enough to make you die?"

As he spoke, he moved his hand lower and grabbed her delicate neck, lifting her off the chair.

Dora struggled to breathe, her face turning red, but she maintained a defiant gaze. "If you're going to kill me, do it quick."

"You think I won't?" Flavio's deep eyes narrowed as he tightened his grip, contorting her slender neck. With just a little more force, he could snap it.

But strangely, she showed no signs of panic, despite her flushed face. It was as if she was anticipating this.

He couldn't shake the feeling that she had something up her sleeve. His gaze involuntarily shifted to her hands; she wasn't holding anything, and her slender fingers with pale pink nails looked attractive. He could even recall how it felt when those hands had wrapped around his neck.

Unconsciously, his grip loosened a bit, and he offered her a way out, "Apologize sincerely, and maybe I'll spare you if my mood improves. Otherwise, even if I don't strangle you, you won't last here. Go back to being a 'specialist'!"

Dora smiled and discreetly stashed the silver needle hidden in her sleeve. She looked arrogant, "If you really had the guts, I'd have to thank you!"

If it weren't for Prathik's threats, she had no desire to stay here. Flavio's scowl deepened. Wasn't he offering her an out? Why was she so ungrateful and defiant?

Arrogant, audacious, and foolish!

He narrowed his eyes, his gaze turned menacing, and he leaned down to bite her lip before pushing her back into the chair.

"Fine! If you provoke me, be prepared to face the consequences. You asked for this!"

Dora shot him an annoyed look, wiping the blood from her lips. "You're insane!"

Flavio returned to his wheelchair and called out, "Lenell!"

The office door swung open, and Lenell entered.

Flavio looked at Dora, a sinister smirk on his lips, "I'll be waiting for the day you come begging for my help."

Dora completely ignored him and turned to Lenell, saying, "His illness has an incubation period. You should take him for a check-up to detect and treat it early. It won't be good if the illness worsens unexpectedly!"

Lenell awkwardly glanced at Flavio, his face as dark as coal.

What on earth was this woman talking about? Talking about an "incubation period" and being afraid of infection? Was she accusing Mr. Beyond of rabies? The mere thought made him swallow hard and keep his head down, not daring to utter a word. Did she even realize who she was talking to?

Flavio was brewing a storm in his eyes and sneered, "I hope the next time I see you, you'll still be this audacious."

Dora smiled, "Don't let the door hit you on the way out."

She left.

Chills ran down Flavio's spine. "Find out who her grandmother is and which ward she's in," he ordered.

Lenell replied in a hurry, "Mr. Beyond, where should we go now?"

Flavio said, "Let's go give some suggestions to the hospital's director. Seems like just about anyone can become a doctor these days."

Lenell obediently responded, "Okay."

This woman was in big trouble! She dared to provoke Mr. Beyond? She must be eager to die!

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After work that evening, Dora received a call from Ovel Harris (Prathik's father), asking her to come to his office on the top floor. She quickly tidied up and headed to the top-floor office.

As she reached the door and knocked, it swung open, revealing Ovel's sophisticated face. "Dora, come in."

Dora politely greeted him, "Uncle Harris."

Ovel, being very polite, offered her a glass of water and sat across from her. He hesitated for a moment, lips quivering, unable to speak.

Dora could sense his apprehension and encouraged him, "Harris, you can tell me whatever you want."

After much deliberation, Ovel finally sighed and said, "I know you stayed at the hospital to honor Prathik's wishes. It's not easy for me to say this as your 'uncle,' but I can't ignore the pressure from higher up, so..."

Hearing this, Dora already understood, "Harris, you want me to leave the hospital, right?"

Ovel was surprised, "You already know?"

Dora asked, "Did someone approach you about this?"

Ovel nodded, "You've made an enemy?"

Dora replied, "A personal grudge, but it's okay. I wasn't meant to be a resident here in the first place. Uncle Harris, there's no need to feel bad. From tomorrow, I'll just be a patient's family member and won't participate in any medical research."

Ovel genuinely felt sorry and explained further, "I don't want to make you leave. It's just that, at this juncture, I had to make a stand. When you come back in a while, I'll know it's not because you can't leave the hospital, but the hospital can't do without you."

Dora nodded and stood up. Her expression remained neutral, neither sad nor happy. "It's really not a problem, Uncle Harris. This way, I'll have more time to spend with my grandmother."

She made her way to the door, and Ovel, with a thousand apologies, escorted her to the door.

Once outside the office, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Dora's lips. That man certainly knew how to turn words into action. What a convenient excuse, saving her from Prathik's daily torment!

She suddenly felt curious. Just who was this man? To make Uncle Harris compromise like that, he must be quite someone!