He left the company with Brucille and went straight to the Ching family. Monique said she was on the night shift this evening, but it was not until he reached the gate when he felt a bit strange.
Monique went to work in the morning, how could she still be on the night shift?
For the night shift, he usually went to work in the afternoon or at night. In addition, this woman was strange to him, so he felt that something was wrong.
She turned around and went to the hospital. It was getting late. Afraid that Monique would not eat breakfast, she packed some food for her at the hospital’s entrance and sent it to the surgical section.
The little nurse Lan Xiang was very happy to see Brucille. “Brucille, why are you here?”
“Oh, is Dr. Ching here?”
Lan Xiang shook her head like a rattle. “Of course Dr. Ching is not here. She has already gone home.”
After listening to this, Brucille felt that something was really wrong, so he asked, “When she left in the morning, she said it was on the night shift. I thought she was in the hospital? Since she was not here, I’ll eat something for you…”
When Lan Xiang saw the delicious food, she said happily, “Thank you, I didn’t have supper at night.”
Brucille turned around and bumped into the fat sister at the nurse station.
Even though Brucille had practiced martial arts, he was forced to take two or three steps back by Rosa. He looked at Rosa in shock and asked, “Miss Ma, are you all right?”
He was a man, so he couldn’t say that he had something to do.
Rosa said gloomily, “Can you be okay? It hurts here.”
Brucille suddenly felt that he had been raped. There was not even a bone there. How could it hurt?
He smiled and said, “Miss Ma, if you’re okay, I’ll go first…”
Brucille didn’t care about her safety and just ran away.
Lan Xiang complained while carrying the food, “Sister Lanhua, your weight is really dropping. Otherwise, how can you have a boyfriend? Whose bed can withstand your weight?”
These words were like a sharp knife piercing into Rosa’s chest, smashing a sandwich in her hand into pieces and throwing it into the trash can.
“Well, from today on, you will supervise me to lose weight. Even if I am starved to death in the hospital, don’t give me anything to eat.”
Lan Xiang retorted mercilessly, “Don’t, I’ve only believed you once last month. You’ve been lying in the hospital for more than a year, but you’ve exhausted me to death. You can do whatever you want.”
Rosa stayed alone in the corridor, and Lan Xiang carried the delicious food sent by Brucille into the lounge.
But when she walked into the lounge, she found a person lying on the bed.
He turned on the light and found it was Dr. Ching.
“Dr. Ching, what are you doing?”
Monique was still wearing her blue surgical uniform.
Lan Xiang came over to hold Monique and asked with concern, “Dr. Ching, why are you sleeping here? It seems that you have rested here since the operating room, right? Are you tired?”
Monique shook her head and said, “I’m fine. I had a headache in the afternoon and slept here for a while. I didn’t expect it to end up like this. Alright, I’m going home.”
“By the way, Brucille, I came to see you just now. I also told him that you went home.”
Lan Xiang was about to take out her phone to call Brucille when Monique stopped her.
“All right, I’m not a three-year-old child. Besides, I have a car and I’ll drive back myself. You can do your own things.”
Monique had two operations in the afternoon and stood on the operating table for almost five hours. She was exhausted. If Lan Xiang hadn’t come in to disturb her, she might have been able to sleep until tomorrow morning.
When she got in the car, she remembered that this morning she told Brucille that she was on night shift.
That’s why he came to me.
But when she thought of Brucille’s hand holding the woman’s waist, she felt inexplicably angry, so she picked up the phone and made a phone call.
Half an hour later, they appeared at the bar.
Cherry carried a bag and sat opposite Monique in a pair of hot pants. She complained, “What do you want, Miss? Do you know that you’re married? I’m an elderly woman.”
“When you finish the wine and go home, there will be a man who can comfort you. I am having a lively conversation with a handsome guy. But you called me and forced me to come here. Tell me, what’s the matter?”
Monique poured Cherry a glass of red wine and asked, “I just want to ask you one question. Who sent the birthday photo in your friend circle a few days ago?”
Cherry felt baffled. She took out her mobile phone and looked at her Wechat account, only to find this photo.
“This is my cousin Yan Xiaojun’s birthday. Her boyfriend proposed to her. This is a photo of the scene. I was busy that day. What’s the matter?”
Monique pointed at Brucille’s back and said, “Do you see his back? Do you think he looks familiar?”
Cherry looked at him carefully and found him familiar. She suddenly realized, “Ah, this is Brucille, but who is this woman?”
While feeling surprised, she felt that this world was too small. She looked at her good friend, Monique and said, “You wait, I’ll ask.”
Cherry immediately sent a message to her cousin, Yan Xiaojun, asking who the beauty in the photo was.
Yan Xiaojun knew that his back was full of fragrance when she saw it, so she briefly described what had happened that night, including what had happened to Man Xiangcui and Brucille.
It was to the point that the two of them even had the so-called relationship of a boyfriend and a girlfriend.
When she saw these horrifying words, Cherry was so shocked that she gnashed her teeth in anger.
She threw her phone to Monique, whose eyes turned red after reading all of this.
“Shameless, dirty man. He even said that he was a gentleman. A married man is making trouble outside. What’s the point of falling in love? He’s just a little girl. He’s really shameless.”
Monique carefully looked at the face in the photo and immediately remembered who it was. It was the woman who drove the Maybach in front of her house.
At this moment, she found an exit. She took Cherry’s mobile phone and brought enough evidence back home.
Without even changing his shoes, he came to the door of Brucille’s room aggressively and kicked the door open.
Brucille, who had just laid down, thought that his family had been stolen. “What’s wrong? What happened?”
“Brucille, I just want to ask you one thing. After marrying me, have you done anything wrong to me?”
Brucille blurted out without thinking, “No, what’s wrong?”
With a crashing sound, Monique threw the phone in her hand directly to Brucille.
He growled, “Look at yourself. Don’t you pay the most attention to evidence? This is the evidence. You claimed to give the chairman of the Dometric Group a helping hand. You slept with her driver and attended the birthday party of her friend.”
“I’m afraid that this picture is not just mutual affection. Well, let’s divorce.”