I Stopped Waiting and Started Loving novel Chapter 16

Seraphina took a step closer, her tone bordering on a taunt.

"I only needed a few acupuncture sessions to restore Parrish's memory and give him a second chance at life! And you? You treated him for all those years, and you couldn't even help him remember he was the heir to the York family!"

"Bonnie, you don't deserve to steal my job, and you certainly don't deserve to steal my man!"

A loud ringing echoed in Bonnie's ears.

Suddenly, she remembered that a few months ago, she and Parrish had attended a medical recruitment fair.

Because she had been in a rush to get to her second job, she had shoved her resume into his hands, asking him to drop a copy at every booth.

Later, she had indeed received an interview invitation from Davenport.

It was the only open position of its kind in all of Harlow City.

She had been so confident back then, certain she could secure the job.

But Parrish had taken her hand, gently persuading her to give it up.

He had said, "Bonnie, this hospital is on the south side of town, and our apartment is on the north side. You'd spend three hours commuting every day. With that kind of time, you could work another job closer to home and make way more money. Be a good girl and skip the interview."

At the time, she had agreed that a three-hour commute would be too draining, so she had listened to him and abandoned the opportunity.

As it turned out...

It had absolutely nothing to do with the commute.

It was because he had secretly reserved that single opening for Seraphina.

Just because Bonnie could endure hardship, and Seraphina couldn't!

Housing prices in that area were astronomically high, and Bonnie couldn't even afford to rent there.

Yet, to save Seraphina a few steps of walking, Parrish had effortlessly bought her a luxury apartment right next to the hospital.

Bonnie felt as if a dull blade were sawing back and forth across her heart.

It hurt so much she could barely breathe.

But she dug her nails into her palms, violently forcing back the tears burning in her eyes.

She looked at Seraphina, a deeply sarcastic smile twisting her lips.

"A few needles restored his memory?"

Bonnie took a step forward, glaring right back at her. "With needlework like that, Ms. Miller, a medical pioneer would roll in his grave and demand to know what deity taught you."

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