Chase, upon learning the news, stormed over to find me in a rage.
He confronted me in front of patients, demanding to know how I could be so cheap.
"You went through all that trouble to divorce me, just to climb the ladder?
"Scarlett, I can't believe you'd stoop so low. That man's old enough to be your grandfather."
He tore me down until I was worthless in his eyes, painting me as having filthy, despicable thoughts.
He seemed to have not yet realized that with his qualifications, he had no chance of being selected as Deputy Chief of Staff.
Without me pushing him from behind, it was only a matter of time before he'd be pulled down.
It was precisely because I had given him this opportunity back then that he became so arrogant, forgetting his own name.
I glanced at him without responding, continuing to tend to the patient before me.