Eight Years of Maybe One Day of I Do—Bride Swapped Deal With It novel Chapter 37

Chapter 2

Clara finally let go of me with disgust.

I turned around, only to see a complete stranger’s face.

Her name tag clearly read: Hospital Director.

“Sis, you should’ve told me you were coming! I’d have gotten you VIP. No need to queue with trash-you’d reek of their cheapness.”

They stood there, patting each other on the back, all intimate and casual.

That’s when it hit me-Adrian had replaced the hospital director with Clara’s sister behind my back.

Clara shot me a vicious look.

“This bitch not only cut in front of me, but dared to mouth off. I was just about to teach her a lesson!”

The director swept over me, open contempt written on her face.

“What slum did this trash crawl out of? Dressed like a beggar – and thinks she can get prenatal checkup here? Don’t you know we’re VIP ONLY?”

I looked down at my Italian designer maternity wear-radiation-proof couture, worth over a million.

Yet they thought I looked homeless.

I stared coldly at the director.

“Tomorrow, this hospital will be shut down-because of YOU.”

I’d built this hospital to provide the best treatment for all patients.

But now? They were ranking patients by class, humiliating pregnant women in public.

The director paused, then shot me a red-hot glare, seething with anger and embarrassment.

“Who the hell are you? Mrs. Kingsley hasn’t even said anything, who gave you permission to talk here??”

Clara’s face darkened. She snarled at security.

“Pin her down. I’m gonna teach this bitch some manners-right fucking now.”

I kept my face steady.

“Touch me! I swear, if anything happens to me today, every single one of you is DEAD.”

Clara froze for a moment-then slammed her foot straight into my gut.

“You messed with ME first. I’m not done with you, and you’re already talking back? Bitch, please!”

WHAM.

I slammed into the wall. Pain tore through me, sharp and immediate.

I clutched my stomach, cold sweat beading on my forehead.

“My stomach-it hurts so bad. Get me to the ER, now.”

Clara sneered, pure venom in her eyes.

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