# Levy’s POV
Before today, I was a respected surgeon. I had a bright future, was admired, and was surrounded by people I considered family. Now, I’m nothing but a former doctor—crippled, replaced, betrayed, and discarded just like that.
"Thank you for your cooperation over the past year, Dr. Levy."
I gave a small nod and forced a smile as I accepted my resignation letter. The paper felt heavier than it should, as if all my struggles and sacrifices were embedded within it.
I pushed down the storm of emotions in my chest and wheeled myself toward the doctors’ lounge to say my goodbyes. But as I approached, the sound of laughter from inside stopped me in my tracks.
"Congratulations, Dr. Renata! You have been chosen as the new lead surgeon to replace Dr. Levy!"
My blood froze. My hands clenched into fists, and something inside me shattered into pieces.
"Thank you..." Renata’s voice was bright, filled with pride.
Then, another voice followed—one that cut deeper than a blade.
"You truly are the best, Renata! What did I say? You were bound to get what you wanted!"
Carlos.
I swallowed hard and turned my wheelchair slightly to peek inside the room. My stomach twisted at the sight before me.
Carlos stood there, holding a bouquet of flowers, his eyes glowing with pride as he embraced Renata. They looked… perfect. Like a couple who supported each other and fought for their dreams together.
"It’s all thanks to you, Carlos." Renata beamed, then, without hesitation, kissed his cheek in front of everyone.
The other doctors chuckled, teasing them. But me? I laughed bitterly.
So this was the reason.
Carlos hadn’t just taken away my ability to walk. He had made sure I was completely erased so Renata could take my place.
I took a deep breath, but my lungs felt constricted. My vision blurred with boiling rage.
And then, Carlos' voice stopped everything.
"Levy..."
His voice silenced all conversations. In an instant, every pair of eyes turned to me.
The doctors who had just been laughing began to look away. Some offered awkward smiles, while others pretended to be busy with the files in their hands. One by one, they slowly exited the room, avoiding my gaze.
I laughed bitterly in my mind. How easily they had forgotten me.
Now, only Carlos, Renata, and I remained in the room.
"Darling, are you done with the hospital director? Why didn’t you tell me? I could have picked you up," Carlos said, his face full of concern, as if he hadn’t just been celebrating Renata’s victory.
I ignored him. My eyes locked onto Renata.
"Levy, I’m replacing you now."
Her tone was sweet, but I caught the subtle mockery underneath. Had I ever truly known her smile?
"Someone must have recommended you, huh?"
Renata’s smile widened, arrogance flashing in her eyes.
"Yes. Someone who has loved me since university. He’s given me so much… a home, a car, even something that once seemed impossible for me."
Her gaze flickered toward Carlos. From the corner of my eye, I saw him smirk proudly.
So, they weren’t even hiding it anymore?
I suppressed the surge of emotions rising within me. Their hypocrisy was blinding.
I smirked. "Well then, why don’t you two just get married?"
Their expressions tensed instantly.
"Paul would be thrilled to have a stepfather who loves his mother," I added lightly, savoring the way their faces paled.
"No!"
"Don't!"
Their voices clashed, filled with panic.
I leaned back in my wheelchair, pretending to ponder. "Hmm… I was just joking. I know Carlos loves Paul dearly. Sometimes, I even wonder if he’s his biological father…"
Carlos flinched. "Levy, you’re talking nonsense."
"Enough. Let me take you home," he said quickly, eager to end the conversation. He reached to push my wheelchair, but I stopped him with one hand.
"Wait."
I stared directly at Renata.
"If a man truly loves you, ask for proof. Don’t let him use you for a fleeting thrill. I don’t want you to end up like before—left behind just like that."
The air between us grew heavy.
Renata stiffened. Her eyes blinked rapidly, as if searching for a defense. But I knew I had struck a nerve.
"Levy, you’ve crossed the line!" Carlos glared at me.
I smiled in satisfaction.
If they thought I would leave with my head down and a broken heart, they were dead wrong.
This was just the beginning.
