ICU Showdown: Do Me Dirty and I'll Do You In

"Unbelievable! I told you she was sleeping around. Why else would she keep Viagra in her car?"

"She's always prepared, huh? What a slut!"

"I don't even want to touch that stuff. It's disgusting!"

My former classmate abruptly let go of the medicine, and the whole box of glass vials crashed onto the ground.

"Don't!" I yelled, but I was a second too late. The medicine shattered across the pavement.

I scrambled over and tried to see if there was anything salvageable, but Lyra forcefully kicked the box away.

"At this point, you still won't admit you have an STD, Mira? You're carrying that kind of drug around. Who are you trying to fool?"

I trembled with anger and glared at Lyra, who looked like a demon to me at this moment. Gritting my teeth, I warned her, "You'll pay for what you've done!"

Yet, she laughed so hard that she almost teared up. Clutching her stomach, she pointed at me and asked, "Did you hear that? She's still threatening me!"

"Seriously. Why are you letting a woman who's been passed around by half the city threaten you, Lyra? You're the hospital director's wife!"

"Believe it or not, you won't be able to find a single doctor in this city who'd be willing to treat your STD if you offend her!"

"I think she's been spoiled rotten by all her boy toys. Let's give her a good beating, and she'll learn her place!"

Right after saying that, they grabbed a large bucket filled with asphalt and started toward me.

Fear flooded my eyes.

Just then, a familiar Ferrari rolled into view. James, my family's driver and Lyra's boyfriend, stepped out.

The flashy car immediately drew everyone's attention.

"Woah! As expected of the director of a general hospital. He must own a lot of luxurious cars!"

"You've hit the jackpot, Lyra. Don't forget us when you officially become the director's wife!"

Lyra soaked up all their flattery, practically glowing with pride. "Of course I won't. If you ever need anything, just say the word. My husband has plenty of connections!"

Lyra latched onto James's arm and whinged, "What took you so long, honey? There's a nasty woman here who tried to hide her STD and infect all of us!"

James' expression darkened when she heard that. "Who the hell dared to bully my wife? Don't worry, babe. I'll take care of them for you!"

Lyra was pleased when she heard that. She led him up to me and pointed right at my nose. "It's alright, honey. I've already punished this bitch. But she still refuses to admit she has an STD, and she even tried to frame me!"

Everyone else nodded in agreement. "Exactly! She even pretended to be the wife of Waverly General Hospital's director. She's so shameless!"

James' anger boiled over. Ignoring my swollen, battered face, he gripped my chin, forcing me to look him in the eye.

He was about to teach me a lesson when he got a clear look at my face.

In a heartbeat, the color drained from his face, and his voice trembled. "M-Mrs. Kensington… What are you doing here?"