The nurse added, “Before your father’s surgery, Hades had been operating through the night. She managed only an hour of sleep before she went back into the…”
“The operating room for your father’s surgery. And since she’s visiting as a special guest physician, she doesn’t have access to our regular on-call rooms. That’s why she personally paid for this suite.”
Tears began to form in the nurse’s eyes. “And…”
“The surgery was a complete success, with no signs of rejection. That’s why we arranged the double room for your father,” the nurse explained, her voice carrying a note of reassurance.
Though shared, the room boasted top-tier facilities, with meticulous attention to sterilization that far surpassed the three-person or four-person wards. Their primary concern had been ensuring Katelyn could rest properly—her bloodshot eyes betrayed her bone-deep exhaustion. The truth of the situation finally dawned on Bruno.
“Hades, I sincerely apologize,” he stammered, fumbling with his phone to delete the recently recorded video. “Look, I’m erasing it right now.”
His hands trembled as he worked, terrified that even a moment’s hesitation might provoke Katelyn’s ire and potentially impact his father’s recovery.
Katelyn fixed Bruno with an ice-cold stare. “Next time, gather your facts before causing a scene. I paid for this room myself—I’m not taking up anyone else’s space.”
“Yes, absolutely. My mistake entirely. It won’t happen again,” Bruno nodded frantically.
Without another word, Katelyn shrugged off her white coat, tossed it aside, and strode out.
The crowd that had gathered to witness the confrontation parted like water, no one daring to obstruct her path.
“Hades, please wait!” Bruno called out desperately.
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She paused, turning to face him with silent expectation.
“How… how is my father’s condition?” he managed to ask.
“He won’t die,” Katelyn replied with characteristic bluntness before continuing on her way.
Bruno’s face fell. Though bitterness welled up inside him, he knew better than to further provoke her already simmering anger. He could only watch helplessly as she disappeared down the corridor.
The nurses exchanged knowing glances, eyebrows raised in silent amusement.
Even someone as aggressive as Bruno had finally met his match—his previous arrogance stripped away, leaving him completely subdued before her piercing gaze.
He hadn’t dared utter a single word in response. Such was the formidable presence of Hades.
Face burning with humiliation before the gathered crowd, Bruno couldn’t bring himself to linger. He shot the nurses a venomous glare before retreating hastily toward his father’s room.
Despite his obvious displeasure, he knew better than to cause another scene. If word of any further disruption reached Katelyn’s ears and she decided to take action, his father’s life could hang in the balance. That was a risk he couldn’t afford to take.
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