Mommy，We Got a Husband by Doris

Chapter 29 Galatea Rattled

Exhausted from her recent trip, Galatea had little time to rest. She went straight to Serenity Heights Medical Center upon her return to Arizona. "Dr. Hartley, there's a lady in your office looking for you," the staff informed her.

'A lady looking for me this early?' Galatea wondered..

In her white lab coat, Galatea entered her office to find a woman standing by the window, her back to the door. At the sound of entry, the woman turned around and removed her sunglasses, revealing eyes filled with hostility. "Miss Orion," Galatea said with politeness as she acknowledged the visitor.

Just as she finished her greeting, Orion moved swiftly toward her and, without uttering another word, delivered a fierce slap across Galatea's unsuspecting face, leaving her stunned.

"You wretch! What tricks did you use to worm your way into Alaric's bed?" Orion accused.

Trying to shake off the shock and the stinging heat on her cheek, Galatea's head swirled with a myriad of buzzing sensations.

Without a word, Galatea struck back with a retaliatory slap to Orion's face.

"How dare you hit me!" Orion was utterly shocked by the counter-attack and, in a fit of rage, tried to strike back. However, Galatea quickly seized her wrist, gripping it tightly.

"Mrs. Orion, you were the one to hit first. I'm just settling the score. If you choose to act irrationally, don't expect me to play nice." She might not have the strength to take on Alaric, but facing Orion Nash seemed like a manageable challenge. "You!" Orion had been pampered all her life, accustomed to trampling over others without any repercussions, thus, no one dared to offend her. Yet today, she had been slapped by this woman.

"You think just because you've cozied up to Alaric that you'll be his fiancée? Dream on!" Orion spat with disdain. "With your history, Mrs. Carrington would never accept you. Just wait until you're cast aside then you'll have nowhere to hide your tears!"

Though she hadn't met her, the name implied an intimidating matriarch.

"That's for me to worry about, Ms. Orion Nash," she retorted.

Just as Galatea finished speaking, a nurse rushed in, exclaiming, "Dr. Galatea, there's trouble in the ward!"

"Excuse me, Ms. Nash, duty calls." With that, Galatea hurried off after the nurse.

this," Orion muttered

on something. She looked down to find a piece

the name inscribed was Mrs. Marigold? What did this

a portrait of Mrs. Carrington... for what purpose? Annoyance surged in Orion as

raced into the ward where trouble had struck-Andreas, a seventy-year-old patient,

happened?" she asked while assessing the

of the hospital despite warning him of his father's critical condition. He didn't listen and roughly dragged Andreas out, which led to this," the nurse explained. "His blood pressure is

Andreas' son

son bellowed, "He just has epilepsy. It's nothing serious. I'm taking

surgery, or he'll be in grave

Andreas into the ER, Galatea swiftly changed into scrubs and ordered, "We need to

"I've already told you that my dad doesn't

agree to give his consent. What

furious. How could anyone be so indifferent to their own father's battle

the verge of confronting the son, Galatea suddenly felt someone

though he was weak, he clung to her desperately. an intense plea for

"Save me."

felt his despair and helplessness, mirroring

instantly but bled out as bystanders coldly watched. He died a pitiful death before everyone-if only someone had stepped in

the family hasn't agreed to sign the consent form.

wait, he'll die. To hell with the policy!" Galatea

"Yes, doctor!"

an hour, with an assistant continually mopping the sweat

Galatea, the patient's

issued commands without

"Right away."

milligram,

"Charge to 200 joules."

the heart rhythm, blood pressure, respiration, and consciousness still showed