How to Train Your Ex-Billionaire novel Chapter 105

Perhaps it was the hospital environment, but Winifred had a nightmare again last night, dreaming of the child whose face she could never see.

She hadn't dreamt of it for a long time, but being in the hospital seemed to have brought it back into her dreams.

The images were chaotic. One moment, she was lying helplessly in a cold operating room while doctors performed a D&C procedure.

The next, she was calling Yvan. In the dream, he answered, but his words were laced with scorn.

"Weren't you the one who wanted to break up?" he sneered. "Why are you calling me now? Don't interrupt me. I already have a new girlfriend."

Then the scene shifted again, and the child was standing in a thick fog, saying nothing, just looking at her with sorrowful eyes as it walked further and further away…

She woke up in a terrible mood, but the gloom didn't last long.

Yvan had been there in the morning, staying for over an hour.

Not long after, Monica and Yetta came and talked for more than half an hour.

Then came her colleagues—Nancy, Stella, and Patrick—to visit her.

The table was laden with gifts and fruit baskets of all sizes, and the bouquet Yvan had brought her last night was still vibrant.

It was almost noon now, and Yvan had just texted, telling her not to order food because he'd be there with lunch in half an hour.

She simply didn't have time to feel depressed.

This hospital stay wasn't as lonely or unbearable as she'd imagined. Except for last night.

Reading Yvan's message, Winifred felt a faint sense of anticipation for his arrival.

The thought jolted her, snapping her back to reality.

How could she feel that way? She shouldn't be having these thoughts.

Just then, the door was slammed open, and a group of people stormed in.

Leading them was the man from the medical dispute yesterday.

"That's her!" the man shouted, pointing at Winifred. "Winifred, you think you can hide in here and escape this? You're going to pay me!"

The man threw the empty purse down and pointed at the doctor and Luna. "This is none of your business. Get lost, or don't blame us if you get hurt."

Seeing the crowd of onlookers growing, the man pointed at Winifred again and yelled, "Everyone, take a look! This is the infamous quack doctor, Winifred Spencer, from Zion Medical Center's dental department! She scammed me into multiple treatments just for the money. Now she's ruined my teeth and refuses to admit it. Is there any justice in this world?"

People who didn't know the full story started looking at Winifred with suspicion.

The man continued his tirade. "I came to the hospital to seek justice, and they called the police on me and had me locked up for hours! Now the hospital refuses to compensate me, and Winifred is hiding in here, living it up. Winifred, if you have any conscience left, you'll pay me what you owe me! Otherwise, I'm not done with you!"

"Yeah, make her life miserable!"

One of the men with him recognized the expensive brand on a hamper on the table. "If she won't pay, we'll take her things as compensation!"

"Right, take her stuff!"

With a roar, the group surged forward, snatching all the gift boxes from the table. The useless bouquet was thrown to the ground and stomped on.

Winifred watched them steal her things, trembling with anger but helpless due to her condition.