The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 1176

The moment she made her demand, everyone was gobsmacked. No one expected this Mrs. Johnson to have the audacity to make such an outrageous request. It was like she was living in a fantasy world.

"How about it? My request is quite simple. My son is way out of your league. If it weren't for your doctor gig, you wouldn't even be in the running. What's with that look?!"

The onlookers couldn't bear it any longer, vocally expressing their disdain for the shamelessness of the family.

"Seriously? You think your son is some prince charming? Doctors wouldn't give him a second glance!"

"The doctor has a bright future ahead. Now stuck dealing with this mess, I bet hospitals will think twice before accepting such patients."

"This isn't a patient; this is a nightmare, preying on young women!"

"Are you out of your mind? Your son's old enough to be her father, and you want her to marry him? Ridiculous!"

Clearly, Mrs. Johnson didn't foresee the crowd turning against her, and in a fit of rage, she lashed out at them.

"You lot have no clue. Don't you know older men are more caring? My son is such a catch, marrying him would be climbing the social ladder for her. Stop sucking up to the doctor; your kid might end up in the same boat. Easy for you to say when you're not in pain!"

Mrs. Johnson, undeterred by the numbers, continued her tirade, now focusing on Logan. His gaze had been fixed on her, making her feel uncomfortable under his emotionless yet angry stare.

For a moment, she felt a twinge of guilt, but quickly straightened up and pointed at Logan with defiance, "What's with that look? You planning to hit me? Go on, hit me in the face, let everyone see the kind of riffraff this hospital employs!"

It seemed like Mrs. Johnson was addicted to lecturing others, now directing her barrage at Logan, "She made a mistake; she should own up to it. Why are you defending her?"

"Let me guess, you've got a thing for Doctor Faye?" She continued, ignoring Logan's increasingly sour expression, "A woman who causes more problems than she solves and she still has admirers? Odd. But you're out of luck; she's destined to be with my son!"

At this, Logan snapped his pen in frustration.

Seeing this, Mrs. Johnson doubled down on her theatrics, sitting down and starting to wail.

The hospital director rushed over after hearing about the scene, but before he could speak, it was clear Logan was furious.

"What's happening here?" the director asked, frowning.

After hearing a brief explanation, he bypassed Mrs. Johnson and approached the patient's window, shaking his head at the absurdity.

The idea of forcing their top female doctor to marry her son was ludicrous. And him? At his age?

The patient, pale and with his legs hoisted, was on an IV.

"What's the situation here?" The director's presence gave Mrs. Johnson a false sense of support, mistakenly thinking he was there to back her up.