My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

“Dr.

Lopez, please, you must prioritize my grandmother’s surgery! I’ll have the money soon, I promise!” she implored, her voice desperate.

The doctor, Truman Lopez, adjusted his glasses with a sigh of frustration.

“Miss Gordon, we’ve been over this.

It’s not about willingness—it’s about hospital policy.

Without upfront payment, I can’t proceed.

The hospital is not a charity.

We can’t run on promises.

”

Rita Gordon blocked his way, her tears falling freely as she clutched at his sleeve.

“Dr.

Lopez, I understand the constraints, but please, we’re so close to having the funds.

My grandmother can’t wait much longer.

Please save her.

”

made

this time to secure the

firmly, attempting to

.

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dropped to her

“Dr.

literally begging you on my

Please.

her surgery soon,

on her own,

a new kidney,

voice cracked as she continued, “I

will be ready

please, start the

Please save her.

”

scene, some whispering, others watching

impatience tinged with discomfort under the

can you not understand? I truly understand your distress, but there are clear limits to what I can do,” he explained with a sigh, his tone

and without the payment, my hands are

time to secure the

you do, I will make

”

the weary detachment of a doctor who had witnessed countless similar situations, rendering him somewhat

pleading girl another look, Truman quickly