Chapter 2

The way they flaunted their intimacy, anyone would have thought they were the married couple.

Meanwhile, as her legal husband, I had been stripped of my medical privileges, demoted to a janitorial orderly, and was currently sweeping the floors of the main conference room.

Julian walked up to me, a smug grin plastered on his face. He threw a patient's chart directly at my chest.

"Take me to the patient, orderly. Let me show you how a real, world-class specialist diagnoses a case."

His sheer arrogance made me want to throw up.

But with Chloe glaring at me threateningly, I clenched my fists and led the way.

"Fine. Let's see what a genius can do."

Inside the VIP ward, Julian barely looked at the patient. He listened to her describe her symptoms for less than two minutes before confidently scribbling down a treatment plan and a heavy prescription.

Behind him, several junior resident doctors and I exchanged incredulous looks.

When Chloe started showering him with praise, my apprentice, Leo, couldn't take it anymore.

"Head Nurse Chloe, are you blind? Dr. Sterling is completely making things up! No real doctor prescribes a heavy hormonal treatment for severe trauma without performing a physical examination first!"

"Besides, Dr. Carter already noted that this patient's lacerations are highly irregular—"

Chloe cut him off, her eyes narrowing. "Julian has a master's degree from a top-tier European medical school. What does Logan have? A degree from a mediocre state college."

"If Director Vance and I hadn't protected him, Logan's resume wouldn't have even gotten him past our HR department."

It was true. My academic credentials weren't as flashy as Julian's.

But I had been in the trenches of the ER doing real surgeries since the day I graduated.

I knew for a fact that my hands-on clinical experience was worth ten of his master's degrees.

I let out a cold laugh. "A fancy degree doesn't make up for a lack of common sense. I don't know what kind of 'experience' you got in Europe, Julian, but this diagnosis proves you're nothing but an empty suit."

Turning to Chloe, I added, "Chloe, if you want to put your faith in this fraud, fine. Let's get a divorce."

Over the years, the thought of divorce had crossed my mind, but I had always held on because I respected her dedication to her job.

I had been blind. I had spent years loving a snake.

As a head nurse, she knew better than anyone how dangerous it was to prescribe medication based solely on a patient's self-report. Yet, she chose to risk a patient's life just to boost Julian's ego.

Chloe’s face turned icy. "Are you threatening me, Logan? Who gave you the confidence to think I’d care if you divorced me?"

Julian sneered, "Look at him. The incompetent doctor gets demoted, so he resorts to threatening his wife with domestic drama. How insecure can you get, Logan?"

"If you think my prescription is wrong, why don't we let Director Vance decide?"

Chloe didn't say a word to defend me. She just stared at me with that same cold, disgusted look.

To her, I was just a bitter, jealous loser trying to slander her perfect white moonlight.

I smiled bitterly. The last shred of affection I had for this woman vanished.

"I mean it, Chloe. Support him, and we are done."

"Fine by me! I have Julian now. I don't need you!"

Chloe was so busy helping Julian establish his position in the hospital that she worked day and night.

When I handed her the printed divorce papers, she signed them without even reading the terms.

Once the divorce was finalized, I submitted my formal resignation.

As I walked toward the director’s office to hand in my badge, I ran into the family of another emergency patient. They were frantically demanding updates from Director Vance.

Hearing the symptoms, I realized this new patient had the exact same severe lacerations as the first one.

Out of sheer professional instinct, I stepped in. "Director Vance, standard suturing won't work on her. We need to use the dual-tension method—"

Before I could finish, Julian rudely shoved me out of the way. "Move it, orderly! Patient privacy is none of your business."

Turning to the worried family, Julian pointed at me. "Don't listen to him. This is the creep the internet was talking about. He was demoted to janitor for inappropriate conduct with a female patient."