Not long after Nancy returned to her office, Brandy followed.
Brandy's tone was very calm, and there was no trace of jealousy in it.
After taking off her coat and putting it back in the closet, Nancy said,
"Please don't call me director anymore. I will come to work tomorrow as an ordinary doctor, but I'm still
very satisfied. I don't really care about the title. Seeing the patients is enough to make me happy." What
she said left Brandy astonished.
For a doctor like her, it was hard to accept being demoted. "Have you told Charles about it?"
"He knows."
"He agreed?" There was an obvious disbelief in Brandy’s eyes.
"Well, it was me who suggested it. As I've said, I don't care whether I'm a director or not. I like being a
doctor. Please don't feel guilty for having the position." For fear that the competition that happened with
Anna would repeat, Nancy expressed her stand to Brandy. It was not that she thought Brandy was like
Anna; she just wanted to prevent having a feud at work again.
"How can you do that? I really don’t know what’s running on his mind. You have been the director here
for so long. How can you be an ordinary doctor once you come back? Director Nancy, don't worry. I'll
call Charles right now and ask him what happened." Without waiting for her reply, Brandy angrily took
out her phone and dialed Charles' number.
"What's the matter, Charles? I'm glad that Nancy will come back to work tomorrow. It's my pleasure to
have a chance to ask her for advice. She is more experienced than me. She should be my mentor.
How can I be relieved to be the director? How about you appoint her as the director again? I will
cooperate with her work. Don't worry. I will absolutely listen to her arrangement." It could be told from
her tone that Brandy was really sincere with what she had said. She wasn’t faking her concern at all,
and Nancy appreciated it.
"It's okay. She asked for it herself. You can stay as the director." Charles' voice sounded lazy and weak.
Perhaps it was because he didn't sleep well last night and he was exhausted today, or because he was
so angry with Nancy that Charles felt his whole body burning.
It was as if his heart and body were on fire.
When Brandy noticed that his voice was slightly different, she began to worry. "What's wrong, Charles?
You don't sound okay to me."
"I'm fine. I just feel upset and want to drink." Irritated by the heat he was feeling, Charles impatiently
tore his collar.
"Then I'll ask Director Nancy to accompany you." Anxious, she threw a glance at Nancy who was
pretending not to care about their conversation.
"No, don't let her come. She is the last person I want to see now. Come and have a drink with me
instead." Seeing Nancy would only make him feel worse.
"Me?" If truth be told, Brandy felt excited. But she couldn't show it in front of Nancy, so she smiled
awkwardly.
"I think it's inappropriate. Director Nancy is your girlfriend. How can I drink with you alone? I think it's
better if we go with Director Nancy. Let's go out to have a get-together. If the two of you have a
problem, just talk about it.
She's a kind and considerate woman, so I think there's nothing you couldn't settle by talking."
Since Nancy was standing beside Brandy, she could hear the whole conversation.
How could Charles ask Brandy out for a drink? Why didn't he allow Nancy to go with him?
'Okay, it’s not as if I want to come!' Nancy thought.
"Director Brandy, I have to go to the kindergarten to pick up my children today. You can go by yourself.
Charles is in a bad mood. Please comfort him well." Although she was irritated, Nancy still flashed a
smile to show that she wasn’t affected.
"Director Nancy, please don't get me wrong. Charles liked to talk to me whenever he was upset when
we were still in high school. I guess it's just the same today." Afraid that she would be misunderstood,
Brandy tried her best to explain.
However, it sounded like she was hiding something.
What did Brandy mean by saying that Charles liked to talk to her when they were still studying? Was
she implying that he didn’t like talking to Nancy? Did she mean that she was closer to Charles than
Nancy?
'Forget it. I might not be as close to Charles as Brandy.
That's good. Their relationship could develop as they want. I can take the opportunity to break away
from Charles. Maybe something's going on with them; that's why they leave me alone.
Well, that's good!'
"Then you can go. Have a good time. Goodbye." After bidding her goodbye, Nancy turned around and
walked out of the office.
It seemed like Nancy wasn't bothered at all, but she actually felt a little disappointed in her heart.
But she couldn't tell what she was upset about.
There was a process of adaptation when a couple broke up, and maybe Nancy should also learn it.
She needed to move on too.
When she went downstairs, she realized that she couldn't let Charles drive her since he asked Brandy
out for a drink. Moreover, the two of them were not really in good terms, so it was better for them to talk
less.
Therefore, she stood on the street to wait for a taxi. Minutes had passed but she hadn't seen any,
which was strange. There were always taxis at the gate of the hospital, but today, there was none.
It seemed that it was her unlucky day.
Nancy had no choice but to order the Uber. Three minutes later, a car arrived and she got into the car.
She tidied up her hair, and then she took out her makeup kit in her bag to fix her face.
Unexpectedly, Charles' face appeared in the mirror. His face was bright and he was busy talking about
something.
In a hurry, Nancy turned to his direction only to find Brandy sitting on the passenger seat.
The two were chatting happily.
Judging from his facial expression, it seemed like he was happier to be with Brandy than to be with her.
With this thought, Nancy tore away her gaze and closed her makeup kit.
Thinking how embarrassing it was to be seen by Charles at this moment, Nancy whispered, "Sir,
please drive faster."
"Okay." The taxi driver sped up without hesitation.
Nancy lowered her head.
The driver looked at Nancy's face through the rearview mirror and asked, "Miss, I seem to have seen
you somewhere. Do we know each other?"
Hearing this, Nancy raised her head and smiled. "No, I have a common face. I look like everyone."
"Miss, you are so gentle and quiet. I don't expect you to be so good at joking." Amused by her words,
the driver laughed a little.
"Well, yes, I don't think I'm a dull person, but I'm always not very pleasing," said Nancy dejectedly.
"What's the matter, Miss? Are you crossed in love?" They were the only ones in the car, and they both
had nothing else to do, so the driver chatted to Nancy to ease his boredom.
It had been a long time since she had experienced being "crossed in love".
In her memory, the only time she was crossed in love was when she caught Caspar having sex with
Fannie. At that time, Nancy was still young and didn't know how to control her emotions.
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