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She giggles, swallowing the last of my bagel. “You talk funny. Have fun at work.”
“That’s unlikely. Good luck.”
She pecks my lips before I slap her on the ass and send her out the door.
“And how does that make you feel, Mrs. Chan?”
“I feel inadequate. My husband’s sexual desire to sleep with other women hurts.”
I look up from my notepad and actually feel sorry for her when I see that she’s crying. We men are bastards. Plucking out two tissues from the box beside me,I pass them to her.
“Thank you, Doctor.”
“Would you like a minute?”
She blows her nose and shakes her head. “No. I’m okay.”
“In that case, how about you tell me…” But I’m unable to finish my sentence because in charges Satan with Susanna on her heels.
“Dr. Mathews, I am so sorry! She just barged in,” Susanna explains breathlessly.
I narrow my eyes when I’m confronted with a pissed-off Juliet.
“Well, I wouldn’t have to resort to such methods if Dr. Mathews replied to text messages,” she reveals, glaring at me.
“This is completely unacceptable. You must leave immediately. Shall I call security, Dr. Mathews?”
I coolly place my pen onto my notepad. “It’s fine, Ms. Vale. Mrs. Chan, will you please excuse me for just a moment? My apologies, but I need to deal with this.”
She nods, looking at Juliet, no doubt wondering who the crazy bitch in my office is.
“Ms. Vale, will you please bring in a cup of coffee for Mrs. Chan?”
“Of course, Doctor.” She eyeballs Juliet before turning to leave.
Standing slowly, I button up my suit jacket and brush past Juliet, not bothering to make eye contact. I hear her heels follow in hot pursuit as I walk into the meeting room. She smugly walks past me while I turn to look at an anxious Susanna, who is standing at her desk. I raise my palm, indicating if I’m not out in five minutes, she’s to call security.
She nods.
I shut the door and turn to face the devil. “So you’ve got my attention. What do you want?”
“How was your trip?” she asks, crossing her arms over her chest.
I don’t like her tone but reply calmly. “It was fine.”
“Just fine? So you worked the entire time? You didn’t do anything special?”
“Juliet, if there is a point to this story, please get to it,” I coolly declare, adjusting my tie.
Her lips pull into a thin line before she snarls, “You’re a fucking liar, Dr. Mathews.”
I shrug, placing my hands into my pockets. “Well, you’re hardly a saint.”
“No, I may not be, but I’ve never lied about my feelings for you.” She has the audacity to sniff.
I have no idea where this has come from because I’ve lied about so many things, but my nonexistent patience suddenly snaps. “You havenofeelings, you narcissistic bitch.”
She jerks backward, my honesty wounding her, but she pulls it together a second later. “I know you didn’t go to Switzerland on business. You took Madison to Rome for her birthday, just like you said you were going to!”
