Gold Digger vs Gold Saver My Man's Double Life novel Chapter 14

**Marriage Without Temperature by Mark Twain**

**Chapter 6**

Ivy paused, her heart racing as uncertainty washed over her.

“I just… posted it on my private account,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

Callum’s expression darkened, a storm brewing in his eyes. In a swift, furious motion, he struck her—a sharp slap that echoed through the small office.

“Who gave you permission to post anything?!” he bellowed, his voice laced with fury.

Tears cascaded down Ivy’s cheeks, each drop a testament to her despair.

“I… I just wanted to show off to my followers…” she stammered, her voice trembling under the weight of his anger.

Callum’s tone turned frigid, slicing through the air like a knife.

“You’ve ruined everything! Do you even grasp the magnitude of what you’ve done?!”

Ivy’s sobs grew louder, each breath a painful reminder of her mistake.

“I’m so sorry! I didn’t think anyone would see it! I never intended for this to spiral out of control!”

Desperation clawed at her throat as she pleaded, “Mentor, you’re the best doctor here. The director has a soft spot for you. Just ask him for help—he’ll sort this out. Please!”

“If I lose this job, my parents will drag me back home and marry me off to some stranger. I can’t bear that. Please!”

Before Callum could muster a response, the director let out a heavy sigh, his face etched with regret.

“Even if I wished to help, I can’t. The entire hospital is aware of the situation. I must prioritize our reputation.”

“You’re both fired. Effective immediately. And you’re blacklisted from the industry,” he concluded, his voice devoid of empathy.

Ivy’s face drained of color, the reality of her predicament crashing down upon her like a tidal wave.

She collapsed to her knees, a plea escaping her lips.

“No—please! I can’t lose this job! I’ll do anything! Please!”

With desperation etched on her face, she turned to Callum, her eyes wide with fear.

“Say something! Help me!”

But the man who had once promised her the world now regarded her with nothing but disdain.

“I warned you. I told you not to let Sloane find out. You chose to ignore my advice.”

“Now, you’ll have to face the consequences alone.”

With that, he flung off his pristine white coat, the fabric fluttering to the floor like a fallen leaf, and strode out of the office, leaving Ivy in a storm of despair.

“Mentor! Come back! Please!” she cried, her voice echoing in the empty space behind him.

She remained on her knees, pleading with the director throughout the day, her heart heavy with dread.

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