Most people found traditional medicine painfully dull, but Elissa never tired of it.
There was no way she’d ever abandon that wall of books–no matter what anyone said.
So she went to the storage room, pulled out a few cardboard boxes, and began packing her books. She planned to leave them at Tanya Foster’s place for now.
After all, Frank barely noticed her existence these days.
If her room was missing a few things, he’d never notice.
She was in the middle of packing, absorbed in her task, when her phone rang.
The caller ID flashed: Old Man.
Her mentor.
Four years ago, Elissa had been on the verge of joining Vistapeak Medical Center–the nation’s top traditional medicine hospital.
To be accepted at such a prestigious institution in her early twenties spoke volumes about her talent and potential. The future ahead had seemed limitless.
But then, Matriarch Paige Murphy had effortlessly sabotaged her career. No one dared
hire her.
Her mentor had been the one to tell her, “Don’t worry. Don’t lose hope.” He’d quietly snuck her into her senior, Cliff Riley’s, traditional medicine clinic, keeping it secret from everyone
else.
As soon as Elissa picked up, Aaron Blaine’s cheerful voice came through. “Elissa, you free these days?”
“I am,” Elissa replied with a small laugh. “Are you and Jacqueline heading off on vacation again? Need me to look after your plants?”
Aaron chuckled. “Come on, do I really only call when I need a favor?”
He cleared his throat, sounding a little awkward. “Remember that group who came to the clinic to study acupuncture? Their Institute of Traditional Medicine is having its grand opening. Would you and Cliff go cut the ribbon for me?”
Elissa nodded. “I remember. Wasn’t their institute abroad?”
“Germany,” Aaron said, still smiling. “And as I recall, you studied German. Looks like you’re the chosen one.”
Elissa sighed. “When do we leave?”
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Later that day, Tanya Foster dropped by to help her move her things. Four big boxes of medical books–enough to fill Tanya’s trunk to the brim.
When Tanya closed the trunk, she brushed dust from her hands and glanced at Elissa. “Did Frank sign the divorce papers?”
Elissa nodded. “He did.”
Tanya muttered a curse under her breath, clearly annoyed. “He really wants this divorce so badly?”
“It’s not that,” Elissa answered calmly. “He doesn’t know they’re divorce papers.”
“You’re not worried he’ll back out?”
Tanya warned her, “You know, signing the papers is just one step. Unless he actually goes with
you to finalize it at the courthouse, you’re still legally married.”
“Then I’ll file a lawsuit,” Elissa said quietly, her gaze lowered, as if lost in thought. “Besides, he’ll agree.”
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