Kage's Revenge: Not All Are Forgiven

4: We are divorced

chapter 4: We are divorced 

 It had been three days since the separation, the divorce. No calls, No messages. Well, it wasn't like they separated in good terms. 

 As she drove to work, All Clara could think of was her declining credit cards that had been declining since Friday. Friday, the day Kage left. 

 "He wouldn't dare block my cards" She snarled. 

 She had contacted the bank. Lots of calls and emails over the weekend and since it was Monday, she was expecting a response from them.

 Soon, she was at Allen Creed hospital where she worked. Her usual posture, her blank unreadable smile and her head held high — she walked to her office. 

 There was something about today. Clara couldn't tell if it was the way she got stared at or the fact that Kage was at the far end of the hall in his wheelchair and in front of him was one of her assistants, Dr. Salome. 

 "Bitch." Clara scoffed as she walked to her office totally ignoring them. 

 She placed her bag and hung her jacket on the holder and then she sat to smear make-up on her face. Before she could settle, the door burst open. 

 A fake smile appeared on her face as she saw Salomé.

 It was like the lady doesn't know just know when to quit. Worst, they seemed to be stuck with each other. 

 For a moment, they just stared at each other 

 "You should learn some manners, Salome. I mean, you can do better than seducing a crippled man. " Clara sneered.

 Salomé gasped, one hand holding her phone and the other holding some files.

 "I don't understand, Dr. Allen. I was just talking to your husband. He is back" she smiled.

 Clara scoffed. Her disdain had no boundaries as she touched to fixed her wavy hair.

 "It's Doctor Clara Reeds now. I divorced that..." she paused for a few seconds "…we are divorced" she simply added.

 There was another awkward brief silence as Clara smiled in contempt. She batted her lashes, waiting for Salomé to continue talking about Kage but she gave a small shrug.

 "Well Dr Reeds, you are late ma'am" Salomé slightly nodded as she walked closer to hand over the file "my name is Salomé, and ..." 

 "Don't torture me," Clara waved her off as she snatched the file then placed it on the table "I know you are one of my assistants and not my boss. Be wise to remember that, Salome".

 Salomé smiled and nodded. Her gaze went back to the file then Clara 's face. 

 “That's from C. O. O Nancy Tosh, Dr. Reeds. She needs you in her office 2 hours ago" Salomé said with slightly visible satire. 

 As Salomé left, Clara wondered. The fact that a chief operating officer called for her made her smile. Just last Thursday she was promoted, this could be another success.

 As Clara got into Nancy's office, she found her staring at the same file Salomé had given to her. A wave of panic flushed through her as she realized she never even opened the file. 

 Their gaze met. Sharply, Nancy gestured to Clara to take a seat which she did.

 Nancy then ignored her presence while she went through the file. Her mannerism was slow, almost like she was reading a magazine. Finally, she turned the file to Clara and placed it on the table. 

 "I remember you," Nancy started, her gaze—sharp, her demure professional. But Clara could tell some big news was coming. This was the same look Nancy had when she told her about her new position as a lead Cardiologist just a few days.

 If only Kage knew her worth. If only Kage knew how ungrateful he had been to have her in his life. She was a lead Cardiologist and now, she was seated in front of Nancy once again. This type of success was just too much, she smiled heartily. 

 Good riddance Kage was gone, but Clara knew he would be back. When he hears that she had been double-promoted, he could come crawling like a little boy asking for a toy.

 "What I don't get is how you managed to be a lead Cardiologist when you barely qualify for a cardiologist." Nancy leaned closer. "Have you seen your attendance Dr. Allen?"

 "Reeds, ma’am Tosh. No longer Allen but Clara Reeds" Clara corrected. 

  Disgusted, Nancy stared at her. Her fine wrinkles, gracefully aged lips and brows squeezed in disappointment. 

 Clara immediately noticed and had to explain. " I’m sorry, ma’am. I... I just recently divorced my husband. Three days ago," Clara continued. 

 The look on Nancy's face said it all. Silent but effective. 

 "Your marriage is none of my business Dr. Allen, what my business is, is why you are not doing your job." she scolded as she pointed at the file on the table.

 Clara adjusted in her chair. While she couldn't understand what was happening, her mind ran over lots of things.

 Shaking hands, she looked and took the file. It was a rota.

 She turned the other page to see the same copy, but the one had her name written on several dates.

 "So, tell me, have you ever held a scalpel before, doctor?" Nancy asked. " Have you ever wondered about all your missed appointments, have you considered how another doctor managed to take your operation?" 

 Clara gulped, fear slowly creeping into her spine.

 Certainly, she had used a scalpel multiple times, what she doesn't understand was how she was looking at this. Yeah, she recalled missing a feel appointment but there had never been a problem before. 

  "I am near 53, Doctor. I have been the Chief operating officer for 5 years," Nancy said , her face lit with pride as she looked at an award on the table " If I skip my job like you, what would be the future of our patients and facilities?" She inquired.

 She pointed at the wall clock behind Clara, her eyes filled with dis-contempt and she shook her head.

 "I am disappointed in you, Dr. Clara. Your shift started three hours ago; I sent for you two hours ago and what..." she paused. Her lips tighten as she looked at the file on the table then Clara 's nails "Your nails, they even violate the rules. Are those acrylics? You fix people's hearts with those long nails? My goodness!"

 Clara shamefully lowered her hands from the table. Her gaze was everywhere but Nancy's face as she struggled to use her words.

 "You don't deserve this position, Doctor, " Nancy said as she shook her head.

 Her heart skipped a beat. Petrified, Clara 's gaze widened. Her lips quivered as she looked deep into Nancy's eyes. What was going on? She had walked in here, expecting to get another promotion. What was going on? Why was the same Nancy who had happily offered her a promotion now acting like they had a personal vendetta? What was this all about?

 She couldn't think about losing her job, not after this recent promotion. If she loses it now, she loses everything she had worked for. 

 Getting called to the C.O.O ’s office was never a simple thing but just after Kage resumed work? Clara couldn’t help but wondered if Kage had used his disability to gain sympathy. 

 As she returned to her office, Clara cussed. What happened was totally uncalled for. Probation Period?! To watch and monitor her performance to see if she could retain the position.

 "I am a star. I don't deserve stupid Probation." Clara muttered nonchalantly as she opened her laptop. 

 She knew she needed to do more, but what was worse at that moment was the email titles staring at her;

° Termination of Anonymous Sponsor Scholarship

 ° Notice of Stipend Payment Suspension

 ° Account Closure Notification: Credit Card Deactivation

  "What heck is happening?" She whispered in terror as she moved closer to the system. 

 Unexpectedly, the door opened once again, causing her to flinch. Fighting the urge not to cuss, Clara glared at Salomé who had her usual blank professional smile.

 "Dr. Allen...I mean Dr. Reeds, your Surgical case is ready in two hours " she announced the left.