The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 1988

When Vicky realized what Cassie had said, the latter was already gone. Vicky was furious, but there was no way for her to vent her rage.

"Damn it! Even a lowly nurse treats me like that!" Infuriated, Vicky climbed down from the bed and looked for a landline.

David had confiscated her phone, telling her that it had been because he was concerned about her health. He had also said that it was to prevent her from spending too much time playing on it.

Now that her phone wasn't with her, there was no way to reach Charles. Even if she wanted to throw a tantrum or open up about her emotions, the right person just wasn't there.

Vicky walked out of her ward and into the corridor. When she finally managed to find a landline, she stood in front of it and lifted the receiver, only to realize that she hadn't memorized Charles' number. Of course, she also didn't know how to reach David.

Agitated, Vicky forcibly tugged the phone line out of the wall.

"Miss Ruan, don't you know that this is public property? What you're doing is vandalism!" A nurse confronted Vicky upon seeing what she had done to the phone.

She didn't care who Vicky was and what sort of power she had. Everyone here was either a patient or a patient's visitor. No one had special privileges here.

"Don't you know who I am? How dare you speak to me like that? Do you think I can't pay for this phone?" Vicky lashed out at the nurse. It was as if, finally, she now had someone to receive all her anger.

"Miss Ruan, I don't care who you are. Here, you're a patient, just like everyone else," the nurse declared, showing no indication of being intimidated by Vicky. 'She was in the wrong. How could she still behave like she's the boss around here?' the nurse wondered.

The nurse didn't take this act of vandalism lightly. To teach Vicky a lesson, the nurse called up her superior and brought the matter to his attention.

"Sir, the patient in room 805 is making a scene in the hall," the nurse reported the matter. She made it seem as though it was graver than it actually was.

"Okay, I'll be there in a minute." The department manager hung up the phone and quickly headed to the eighth floor.

Growing nervous, Vicky pulled the nurse close and asked, "What do you want? Do you want money from me? Do you know that I'm Charles' fiancée?"

"That's bullshit. Even if you were the last woman on earth, Charles would never fall in love with you." It was Cassie who had spoken. She had watched the drama unfold. When she saw how shameless Vicky had been, Cassie was unable to control herself. She had stepped out from where she had been quietly observing everything and promptly set Vicky straight.

"Who are you to say so? How do you know how Charles feels about me?" Vicky now trembled with anger.

"I just know it."

"Enough!" The department manager interrupted, seeing one of his nurses in a dispute with a patient.

Despite her irritation, Cassie kept quiet and stepped to the side. She hated Vicky but didn't want to cause the manager any trouble.

"Are you in charge of the nurses here?" Vicky turned to the man, expecting him to recognize her status.

While the man wasn't the person who was directly in charge of the nurses, he still had considerable authority in the hospital. He nodded–a signal for her to proceed.

Vicky pointed an accusing finger at the man and claimed, "Your nurses are mistreating me! I want to file a complaint!"

She then began to narrate how the nurses had allegedly mistreated her. The manager could see that she was being unreasonable, so he kept shaking his head as she talked.

"What does that mean? Why won't you say anything? Don't you believe what I just said?" Vicky felt frustrated. She wanted to ensure that the nurses got punished, but it was beginning to look like that wasn't going to happen.