I Stopped Waiting and Started Loving novel Chapter 36

Bonnie looked at him and asked abruptly, "The person who reported me for practicing without a license... was it you?"

Parrish's gaze faltered for a second.

In that single instant, Bonnie understood.

It really was him.

Parrish didn't look the least bit guilty. Instead, his tone grew even colder. "If you had a license, you wouldn't be afraid of getting reported."

"Bonnie, you always claim you're so skilled, but you can't even obtain a basic license. A hospital isn't a rental apartment. It's not a place where you can just play doctor with a few folk remedies and some acupuncture needles."

The color slowly drained from Bonnie's face.

Those words pierced her heart deeper than any insult.

It wasn't that she hadn't tried.

She had applied time and time again, taken the exams over and over, only to be blocked by malicious interference every single time.

But in his eyes, the paths that others had viciously destroyed were nothing more than proof of her incompetence.

Parrish looked at her pale face, a flicker of something complicated crossing his eyes.

But that emotion was quickly crushed beneath his indifference.

"I never realized your jealousy had inflated to this level."

His tone was like he was reprimanding an ignorant child.

"Since this all started from that night at the hotel, I'll make it clear to you today. It was Seraphina who helped me recover my memory."

"You constantly brag about how amazing your medical skills are, but you treated me for three whole years and never managed to restore my memory. Yet Seraphina only used two needles, and I remembered everything."

"Bonnie, admitting you lack ability isn't shameful. But insisting on playing these petty, underhanded tricks is just pathetic. It only makes me look down on you even more."

In that moment, Bonnie felt as if her chest had been struck by a blunt object. A suffocating wave of despair and pain crashed over her, leaving a thick lump in her throat.

So he had never believed in her medical skills, nor had he ever truly understood her.

He had enjoyed three years of her treatment and care, yet dismissed all her efforts as pure incompetence.

And now, he had the nerve to stand in front of her and use the credit Seraphina had stolen to humiliate her.

But in that shabby rental, Bonnie would always leave a light on for him. She provided him with boundless emotional support without him ever having to put in the effort to maintain it.

But he couldn't tell Bonnie any of that.

If he did, she might misunderstand again and take all her resentment out on the innocent Seraphina.

Listening to his self-righteous response, her eyes finally grew completely red, tears welling up.

She didn't have access to advanced medical equipment. Relying solely on taking his pulse, how could she possibly diagnose whether his brain had reconstructed its memories out of thin air?

A doctor treating an illness fundamentally relies on the patient's honest feedback.

But he had acted like an arrogant spectator, coldly watching her exhaust herself for his health while he hid in the dark, reaping the benefits of her sacrifices, even treating it as a game.

"Parrish, you absolutely disgust me."

Tears threatened to spill from her eyes, but she swallowed them back forcefully.

"I'll say this one last time. I got this job on my own merit! Please take your sweetheart and get the hell out of here. Don't interfere with my work."

"And you better pay back that money immediately. Otherwise, I swear I will sue you!"