I Stopped Loving Him When He Let Me Bleed Out novel Chapter 294

"You are not being penalized," Silas said, his eyes locking onto hers. "You are fired. And permanently blacklisted from Mercy International."

Clara froze, looking as if she had been struck by lightning.

Her lips trembled, and it took her agonizingly long to force out a response.

"Director Hayes, what did you just say? You're going to ruin my career over her?"

"You breached patient confidentiality and violated hospital regulations." Silas's tone was completely flat. "You know the rules here better than anyone."

In that chilling moment, Clara finally realized the brutal truth: in Silas Hayes's eyes, she had never been indispensable.

Her prestigious medical degree from Westmont, her five years of loyalty, her status as a senior staff member—all of it meant absolutely nothing.

Beside Sienna Sterling, she was worthless.

"Director Hayes, I was wrong! I know I crossed a line! Please, just give me one more chance..."

"Get out. Human Resources will contact you."

The tears finally spilled down Clara's cheeks.

She spun toward Sienna and bowed deeply.

"Dr. Sterling, I am so sorry. I misspoke, and I know I hurt your feelings. Please, I'm begging you, put in a good word for me with Director Hayes. I really didn't mean it, please..."

Sienna didn't even blink.

Although she had only worked with Clara for a few days, the woman's hostility had been relentless.

Sienna's initial tolerance and professionalism had only been met with escalating malice.

This time, Clara had specifically tried to shatter her confidence and humiliate her.

It was unforgivable.

"Out! Do not make me repeat myself." Silas's voice suddenly cracked like a whip, exuding absolute authority.

Clara flinched violently at the sheer force of his tone. Not daring to say another word, she stumbled out of the office in tears.

The room fell silent, leaving only the two of them.

Sienna sat perfectly still on the sofa, clutching her teacup. She looked entirely composed, but her heart was racing.

Silas leaned back in his leather chair, studying her intensely.

After a heavy silence, he finally spoke.

"I was wrong about the birth chart. I should have been transparent with you." He paused. "I am used to factoring every single variable into my decisions. Astrology, fate, luck—to me, they are just metrics. But you are not a metric. You are a person."

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