Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

ATHENA

"That was excellent, Dr. Dawson! You did that surgery in record time." Melanie says to me as I pull off my mask.

I stare at her like I've seen a ghost.

"Am I hearing a compliment from you?" I ask. Genuinely shocked.

This is someone who has made it her mission to belittle all my efforts. While others praised me, she and her minions would mock me and call me a charity

case.

"Is it shocking?"

"Extremely and I bet it has to do with my husband's reputation?" I flash her a sweet smile that has mockery written all over it.

I can see her eye twitch and that she's suppressing her anger.

She forces a tight smile. "Well, I give credit where it's due. Even charity cases get lucky sometimes."

There it is.

The venom wrapped in silk. Typical Melanie.

I tilt my head, still smiling. “Luck had nothing to do with it. But I guess that's what people say when they can't match the talent."

Melanie's jaw tightens, her hands clenched around the clipboard like she wants to throw it.

Before she can fire back, Dr. Patel walks by and claps me on the shoulder.

"Impressive as always, Dr. Dawson. That patient's vitals stabilized faster than we expected."

"Thank you, sir." I respond, keeping my eyes on Melanie.

Her forced smile drops the second he walks away.

"You think you're untouchable now because you married into money and power?"

I step closer, dropping my voice low so only she can hear.

"No. I think I've always been a threat. You just didn't notice until my last name changed."

see about that.

enemies try to come at me and my oh my, what has become of them is a shock till this day." I eye her up and down, "Unless you want to

mouth clamps shut as

step forward, hands in their scrubs as they look at me with pitiful

your enemy list, Athena. Melanie made

them, taking in their apologetic expressions. Regret sits heavy on their faces, but I've seen

if I ever hear that you're bullying another intern, mocking another woman for where she comes from, or tearing down

fast it's a wonder their necks don't snap. "We

simply, then turn

step into the hallway, my

[Meeting in ten. Need you sharp. It's

ME: [I'll be there]

for a second and

time to launch the drug

to think this through. But I decided to continue

a second chance to live like I

the hospital's main conference room, with lights dimmed, a small but elite group gathered. Board members. Doctors and

crossed, watching me with that unreadable expression he

surprisingly steady, and my chin held

confident. "Today, we're not just launching a new program. We're changing

About compassion and survival. Every eye in the room is on me, and for once, I don't feel like I'm performing. I feel

That's the thing about businessmen getting involved in medical boards. It's all about profit and its

the heart. So the target market is very obvious. People with heart failure." I answer him with as much sarcasm

ten generations, yet all they think about is more and more

appreciate your enthusiasm and desire to launch this. Can you tell us what the price

"It will be free."

man's mouth hangs open as the rest gasp and exchange

our

steps forward, poised like royalty. Her skin is smooth and luminous, and her hair twisted into an elegant bun. She wears a long ivory coat over a fitted

seen that

It looks familiar.

been jolted from a trance, his arms

for a fraction of a second, which is odd because it takes

and shakes his head.

She probably does.

anymore," she says with a smooth, confident tone that quiets every whisper. "The research

under her vision.

whatever she pleases. Managed