Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 82

The Director’s Office

Sherri cautiously pushed open the door, wearing a slight smirk on her face. “Hey there, boss. Busy as always?”

The Director looked surprised upon seeing her, as she rarely visited the office. It was clear that Sherri’s presence meant something important.

The saying goes, “No one visits the temple without a reason.”

The Director wasted no time and got straight to the point. “Alright, drop the fake smile. What’s the matter? Did you come across a challenging case that you can’t handle?”

Sherri, never one to hold back, retorted, ‘Come on, you’re the one who trained me. Have I ever failed to handle a patient? You know I always give my utmost attention to each one,”

The Director paid no heed to her flattery “Cur to the chase. Why are you here?”

“Well, there is something It’s just it’s…”

Sherri’s words were abruptly interrupted by the Director’s impatience. “Enough with the beating around the bush. Spit it out instead of teasing me one word at a time, like toothpaste

Sherri straightened her posture and said, “I want to put myself forward for an opportunity to study abroad. I don’t need any special perks or financial assistance. I am willing to cover the expenses myself. All I ask for is a chance to expand my knowledge and skills.”

After silence, the Director rose with a hint of confusion and placed a hand on Sherri’s forehead, checking for a temperature. “You’re not running a fever. What’s gotten into you today? What’s this sudden request all about?”

Sherri playfully jostled the Director’s arm. “Boss, can you help me apply for the program? I genuinely have a thirst for learning and improving. Money and benefits mean nothing to me. I want to broaden my horizons, Is there any possibility?”

The Director observed the sincerity in Sherri’s expression. Although she was usually cheerful and lighthearted, her dedication and professionalism regarding her work were not denied.

Continuing the conversation, the Director inquired, “Isn’t this because of Mrs. Wilson from the surgery department that you want to go!”

During a recent meeting, several Directors discussed the allocation of slots for the overseas program. She was well aware of the strong bond between Sherri and Natalie.

out of the ordinary, leading the Director to consider this a possible

it’s not because of Mrs. Wilson. Our friendship remains steadfast, even across great distances. I genuinely want to

Without the unexpected arrival of her child, Sherri had never seriously considered going

her family found out, Juana would undoubtedly pressure the child’s father and ultimately force her to undergo an abortion.

it seemed wiser to complete the pregnancy

and submitted. I could have advocated for you if you had approached me earlier. But it wouldn’t be fair to remove someone without a legitimate reason, especially when they are equally deserving. You were a bit late in expressing your interest, and they had already decided. What can

before lunchtime. It was a done deal. Sherri felt a pang of disappointment and let out a sigh. “Can’t they make an exception and add one more

each year, and it’s not an easy feat to secure one. Our hospital already has the highest number of slots allocated. Instead of dwelling on it, focus on your work and aim

office in a daze, swaying as she went to Natalie’s office. She half-leaned on a chair with a downcast expression,

this, Natalie immediately guessed

her voice subdued.

ideas. “Maybe you could

both hands and propping them on the desk. Her gaze was vacant,

way to secure an additional

focus on work and offered comforting reassurance. “Where there’s a will, there’s a way. Let’s keep pondering it

mood sank to a shallow point, and her complexion took on a slightly unnerving

surge of concern as she asked, “Sherri, is something bothering you? You

the Wilson’s residence later that evening, hoping to brainstorm and find a solution. With no reliable help available, she reluctantly considered seeking assistance from Mr. Wilson himself, hoping to repay the

later on

“I told Edward that I’m

riding on a motorcycle, fearing it would mess up her hair. So, it made sense for Natalie to take the wheel, providing her with convenient transportation to

car. Natalie couldn’t help but question, “But I thought you didn’t plan on telling Edward.

me, I couldn’t keep avoiding him forever. Plus, my growing belly would eventually give it away. And considering the current circumstances, where going abroad is not an option, it would be even harder to

of usefulness in

voice filled with concern and caution, “Are you planning to approach Trevon or Theo if I don’t ask Edward for help? Please, don’t do that. I don’t want

any longer and responded firmly. “I understand. I won’t do it. I’m not that desperate.”

an overwhelming sense of vulnerability, perhaps intensified by her pregnancy.