Too Late, Billionaire: The Doctor's Comeback

Chapter 7

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navy scrubs, she threw open her door and sprinted down

uilding and burst out onto the chilly autumn

ars old-was on his knees. He was screaming, tears streaming down his f

anders who were just standing there with their phon

tely at his own throat. His face was rap

! Give him air!" Aimee

se to his mouth. She heard a high-pitched, wh

er jaw and pushed upward, performing a jaw-thru

pen and checked for fo

ttle boy, Leo, sobbed hyste

ripped open the collar of

pidly swelling red welt. A black stinger was st

d rapidly. Ana

roared at the crowd, her voi

ared at her blank

ere turning blue. Cy

ng a phone. "Call 911! Tell them we have a severe

e stinger sideways off the skin, making sure not to pinch

rolled back into his head, and his hands fel

the heel of her hand on the lower half of his sternum, and

the rhythm in her head. Sweat broke o

ead to lock eyes with the terrified boy. "He is going to be ok

stopped screaming and just gri

ater, the wail of a sir

essions. "Go wave them down

its brakes next to the curb. Two EMTs ju

ay is completely swollen shut!" Aimee barked the h

iPen from the bag and jammed it hard int

ed up began to emit a rapid, high-pitched

g and clamped the mask over the m

yelled, panic bleeding into his vo

of his heart rate was widening, preparing to

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Too Late, Billionaire: The Doctor's Comeback

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“Aimee sat in the sprawling Manhattan penthouse, waiting for her billionaire boyfriend to return from a business trip. Then a breaking news notification popped up. It was a paparazzi photo of Hamilton holding a prominent socialite, announcing their upcoming corporate marriage. The medical records Aimee saw confirmed the worst: the woman was already twelve weeks pregnant with his child. When confronted, Hamilton didn't show a single ounce of guilt. He casually dismissed the baby as a mere "business arrangement" required by his family. He pinned Aimee against the wall and threatened to completely destroy her medical career. He swore to cut off her research funding, blackball her from every hospital in the city, and force her to live in the slums if she dared to walk away. He even sent his assistant with a Cartier diamond necklace, fully expecting her to accept the bribe and quietly play the role of his obedient mistress. Aimee felt a thick wave of nausea. She couldn't believe the man she had loved for years saw her as nothing more than a clueless toy whose dignity could be bought with filthy money. She took off his platinum necklace and placed his limitless black credit card on the marble vanity. "I would rather dig through the trash than spend another day as your pet bird." Aimee packed her faded medical scrubs into her old canvas suitcase and walked out into the freezing night, heading straight for the chaotic front lines of a public ER.”