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."

about that. It's just

enemies try to come at me and my oh my, what has become of them is a shock till this day."

shut as she

in their scrubs as they look

we don't make your enemy list, Athena. Melanie made us do those shady things, and we are

the two of them, taking in their apologetic expressions. Regret sits heavy on their faces, but I've seen enough fake tears to

woman for where she comes from, or tearing down someone who's worked their ass

so fast it's a wonder their necks

simply, then

moment I step into

ten. Need you sharp.

ME: [I'll be there]

eyes for a

time to

this through. But I decided to

get a second chance to live like I did with

standing in the hospital's main conference room, with lights dimmed, a small but elite

watching me with that unreadable expression he

take the podium, my hands surprisingly steady, and my

my voice clear and confident. "Today, we're not just launching a new

compassion and survival. Every eye in the room is on me, and for once, I

the target market? Surely the production cost is extremely high." That's the thing about businessmen getting involved in medical boards. It's all about profit and

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

generations, yet all they

this. Can you tell us

"It will be free."

hangs open as the rest gasp and exchange odd

do realize that this research center is being funded by our money?" "Not exactly. "A female voice steps in,

woman 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

I've seen

It looks familiar.

like he's been jolted from a trance, his arms falling

of a second, which is odd because it takes a

then he smiles and shakes his head. Then she glides to my side

She probably does.

won't need to concern herself with your wallets anymore," she says with a smooth, confident tone that quiets every whisper. "The research center has received

under her

whatever she pleases. Managed