The Super Doctor Calvin Hudson

Cheated

Calvin's heart pounded as he tried to swallow his anger and pride so many times in the last five minutes.  He pleaded with Dr. Lang, desperation lacing every word that escaped his lips. "Dr. Lang, I beg of you, please help us. Lizzie's life hangs in the balance, and I'll do anything, anything at all, to save her. Please, find it in your heart to help."

Kevin's response was nothing short of disdainful amusement. He chuckled condescendingly, his eyes alight with a cruel gleam. "Oh, Calvin, you're always the one in distress, aren't you? But perhaps there's a glimmer of hope for your dear sister."

A flicker of optimism ignited in Calvin's eyes at the mere suggestion of a possibility. "Is there? Tell me, Doctor, what must I do?"

Leaning back in his chair, Kevin's smirk widened, his demeanor oozing with self-assured superiority. "Well, well, well, it seems there's a chance to save Lizzie's life after all. But, Calvin, it comes at a price."

Calvin's brows furrowed in confusion, his mind struggling to grasp the gravity of Kevin's insinuation. "A price? What do you mean?"

With a casual shrug, Kevin waved off Calvin's inquiry, as he took out a file and threw it at Calvin. "Oh, it's nothing too drastic. Simply sign the divorce papers with Alana, and perhaps your dear sister will see another day."

Calvin's heart sank as if it had been weighted down by an anchor. "Sign divorce papers? But... but how do you know about Alana wanting a divorce? And why is it you who prepared the divorce papers?"

Calvin couldn’t help but suspect.

Memories of Alana's request flooded Calvin's mind, the painful reminder of her desire to end their marriage. Yet, despite her wishes, Calvin couldn't bring himself to put an end to their relationship even if he knew it was a contract marriage from the beginning. His love for her had run deep, and he clung to the hope of salvaging their marriage. But now, faced with Kevin's ultimatum, Calvin felt as though he was being torn apart.

Kevin's smirk twisted into a sneer as he taunted Calvin with cruel words. "Oh, Calvin, you fool. Did you really think Alana loved you? She regrets the day she ever married you. You're not the man she deserves, you know. That's where I come in. I'm the one she truly wants."

The venom in Kevin's tone ignited a fire within Calvin's chest, his fists clenching at his sides. "You! You manipulative snake..."

“Why? You don’t believe me?” he asked.

Kevin took his phone and dialed a number. He even put it on speakerphone, so Calvin could hear. With one tone, the phone was answered.

“Hello, honey,” said a woman at the end of the line. Calvin could recognize Alana’s voice.

“Hi, babe. Are you busy right now?”

“A little bit. What’s up?” she asked.

“Oh, nothing. I just miss you,” Kevin said, adding fuel to Calvin’s rage.

“I miss you too, babe, but I have to go. I’ll call you later. Bye,” she said with a kiss.

“Bye, babe.”

“You bastard! She’s my wife!” Calvin exclaimed.

“Yeah, and?” he sneered. “Why? She rarely answered your call?”

Calvin's fury burned like wildfire, fueled by the betrayal of Alana and the manipulation of Kevin.

Every fiber of his being trembled with rage as he stood before the man who held his sister's life in his hands.

With a sudden surge of adrenaline, he rose from his seat, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

Kevin, lounging in his chair with an air of arrogance, met Calvin's glare with a smug grin. His eyes danced with amusement, relishing in the power he held over Calvin and Lizzie's fate.

"You think you can intimidate me, Calvin?" Kevin taunted, his voice dripping with contempt. "You forget who holds all the cards here. Lay a hand on me, and I'll have Lizzie kicked out of this hospital before you can even blink."

The threat hung in the air like a heavy fog, suffocating Calvin's every thought with a suffocating sense of dread.

 He longed to unleash his fury upon Kevin, to pummel him until he begged for mercy. But the image of Lizzie, frail and defenseless in her hospital bed, stayed in his head.

Calvin gritted his teeth, struggling to contain the tempest of emotions raging inside him. Every instinct screamed for retribution, for justice against the man who had torn his family apart.

Should he give up and let go of Alana? After all, it seemed Alana didn’t want him anymore.

Also, the knowledge that Lizzie's life hung in the balance forced him to swallow his pride, and bow to Kevin's demands in a desperate bid to save her.

Kevin's voice cut through the tense silence like a knife, his words dripping with malice. "Sign the divorce papers, Calvin," he sneered. "Then I'll  treat  your sister."

It was a cruel ultimatum, a choice between his pride and his sister's life.

“You want to marry Alana? Then, you should wait until I’m dead,” Calvin said.

With one final, seething glare at Kevin, he turned on his heel and stormed out of the room, his mind consumed with the weight of the decision he had just made.