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Sisters Before Misters

A tragic dressing room fire leaves a bride-to-be fighting for her life, but the disaster reveals a darker truth about the men she and her best friend trust. While Monica Addams stays by her side, their partners—James Miller and Lucas Smith—dismiss the emergency to attend to another woman. Faced with such cold betrayal, the two friends vow to terminate their respective relationships. As the men descend into a panic, a new chapter of action and mystery begins for the duo.
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Chapter 3

I found his words funny. "James, I can’t go back right now."

"What exactly do you want?!" James' voice suddenly rose. "I’ve already told my parents everything. Even if you don’t come, I’m still acknowledging you!

"If you keep throwing a tantrum, we’re done for good!"

"James, have you ever truly believed me? When the fire happened, I got seriously burned and injured. I’m still in the hospital. If you paid any attention, you would’ve seen the news about it."

James sneered, "You’re mad because I went with Veronica to get her IV, aren’t you? And now you're saying you’re in the hospital, too?

"Why don’t you go ahead and tell me what hospital you are in, the doctor treating you, and their diagnosis?"

I took a deep breath. "I’m in the surgical ward, bed 24, at First Hospital. Come over. My attending doctor is still here."

"Fine. Wait there. I’m coming over right now!"

James was head of the surgery department, so there was no way he did not know if a patient was in his department.

However, since he was not my attending doctor and had been busy with his engagement these past few days, he did not even realize I was right under his nose.

Half an hour later, James showed up, and Veronica came with him.

They were recognized as soon as they walked through the hallway.

I was lying back on the hospital bed, resting with my eyes closed, when I heard an exaggerated cheer from outside!

"Dr. Miller brought his fiancée to shower us with sweetness!"

"Dr. Miller, you’re killing us single folk with this PDA!"

"Wow, his fiancée is even more beautiful in person! Dr. Miller’s got some luck."

I opened my eyes, listening to the voices outside, feeling a wave of irony. I bet they had no idea that this so-called fiancée was just a stand-in, right?

Whatever, though. I had already broken up with James. It was not like I had any right to claim that spot anymore.

They were not wrong, either. James and Veronica were officially engaged now. What was there for me to deny?

James’ response to the crowd was cold, but Veronica looked shy, clearly basking in their compliments. I could hear how smug she was in her voice.

"Thank you all for looking out for James. I’ve ordered some milkshakes for everyone to enjoy later!"

"Mrs. Miller is not only beautiful, but kind-hearted, too!"

The compliments made Veronica even more bashful. When she showed up at my hospital room door, arm linked with James, her face was full of pride, and her eyes were filled with challenge.

When James saw me, he looked momentarily stunned.

He had not expected me to really be there. However, when he noticed I was in a private room, his face darkened immediately.

"Do you have any idea how scarce hospital beds are? And you're taking up space just to throw a tantrum at me?"

"At you?"

I looked up at him, my eyes full of sarcasm. "Do you think you’re that important? Because you’re really not."

"Amelia!"

"I'm here. You don’t need to yell. We’ve broken up, James. She’s your fiancée now. Are you two here to declare your dominance in front of me?

"Well, I wish you two the best. May the witch and the bastard live happily ever after!"

James’ face instantly turned red with anger. "Did you just insult us?

"Apologize!"

I stepped up to him without flinching. "Apologize? Not a chance."

James was furious. Veronica tugged on his arm, trying to calm him down. "Don’t! Miss Clark is just upset, and she’s still recovering. Let’s not argue with her."

"I think she’s doing this on purpose! Who’s your attending doctor? Who's playing this stupid game with you?"

I looked at him with a blank face. "James, are you done? You’re not even my attending doctor, so why are you so involved? We’ve broken up, yet you still won’t leave me alone. Juggling two women at once, how low can you go?"

James raised his hand to slap me!

However, I dodged, quickly pressing the call button for the nurse.

His eyes widened in shock, but before he could react, I lifted my hand and slapped him instead!

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