Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 53: A Boyfriend’s Rage

While Dr. Annabelle Gresham and Nurse Clara Vane were exchanging heated words, Eleanor discreetly pulled out her phone and typed a quick message to Teresa:

"I’m at Hope Specialized Hospital. Ward 12B. A nurse is causing trouble. Contact the hospital’s owner and send someone with authority."

She intentionally angled the phone so Freya could read the message over her shoulder. When she saw the little girl’s curious eyes scanning the screen, a faint smile tugged at her lips.

A reply came almost instantly.

"Okay," Teresa wrote.

A couple of minutes passed before another message buzzed in.

"The hospital is under the Miller Group. I’ve contacted Edward Miller... he’ll send someone right away. Do you want me to come?"

Eleanor responded with a single line:

"No. It’s a minor issue. Stay focused on your work."

Sliding the phone back into her coat pocket, Eleanor’s gaze shifted to Clara Vane, who was now glaring daggers at the young doctor. If looks could kill, Dr. Annabelle would have been incinerated on the spot.

ward burst open with a loud bang. A tall, muscular man in a doctor’s uniform stormed in,

bullying my Clara?" he

Annabelle, instantly shifted gears. Tears welled in her

report me to the higher-ups! I didn’t do anything. They

"I haven’t seen

first day at this hospital," Annabelle replied, standing tall despite

know who I am? I’m

misconduct. You’re defending your girlfriend without knowing the facts. Every patient here saw what happened. I suggest

off the sterile walls. "You really are new. There’s no surveillance inside patient wards... basic privacy protocol. And yet you still insist on reporting Clara, even after I, your senior, am supporting her?

spot without an investigation. I’m within my rights to report misconduct. I’ve sworn an oath to protect my patients, and I’ll uphold it. Even if I can’t work here, I can work somewhere else. My degree wasn’t handed to me... I earned

Then why is Clara crying? Do you think I’m stupid? You’ll regret going against me. Just remember... my uncle is Director Roland,

clearly reveling in

had been observing silently, noted the glint of triumph in Clara’s tearful eyes. She was enjoying this... enjoying the power her

spoke firmly, "Don’t worry, Dr. Gresham. I’ll stand as a witness for you. Every

attention to Eleanor and froze. His eyes widened at the sight of the stunning woman standing before him, her

was as if he was stripping her with his eyes, violating her with every second that passed. A chill of disgust crawled under her skin, and her hands clenched at her sides. If Freya weren’t present, she might have

you think you are? Visiting hours are over! Where’s your mask? Your safety protocols? And you

Freya’s tiny fists

shouted in her childlike voice, trembling with emotion. "You’re a bully! You can’t yell