Chapter 44 You Don&##x27;t Know Me

The managers scattered as if they had been granted amnesty.

No sooner had they left than Charles came out of his office.

Seeing this, Viola trembled in fear, worried that Charles would reproach her for letting the managers
leave.

Just when she was about to defend herself with an awkward smile on her face, Charles walked off
without sparing her a glance.

Once he was out of sight, she breathed a long sigh of relief. 'Phew! Mr. Fu is very, very scary.'

Charles went downstairs, got into his car, and immediately drove to the hospital without a second's
delay.

At that moment, Nancy had just finished the surgery. It had gone perfectly, but after doing three
surgeries in a row, not to mention the amount of pressure she had felt on her, she was exhausted.

As soon as she walked out of the operating room, Ethan grabbed her arms and greeted her. "Nancy,
what's wrong with you?" he asked anxiously.

"There was a little problem with the surgery, but it's solved now. Don't worry." Nancy smiled and patted
him on the shoulder.

"Oh, no, that's not what I'm talking about. Your name is all over the internet. There are so many articles
saying that you received a bribe for performing the surgery. The president said that this incident has
given the hospital a bad name. You are such a clever woman. How could you do such a stupid thing?"
Ethan shook his head in exasperation.



"Ethan, we have known each other for so many years. How could you believe such news? Do you think
I'm the kind of person who would take bribes without any professional ethics?" Nancy said,
disappointment flashing across her face.

But Ethan, who was usually a refined and level-headed man, did not back down even a little. "It's not
about whether I believe you or not! The public doesn't believe you, nor do the senior management
members of the hospital. What should we do?"

Nancy was already so drained of energy that she didn't want to stand around listening to Ethan's
complaints.

"Ethan, I can handle my own problems. Can you just go back to work?" she said curtly before turning
around to walk to her office.

"Why are you being so rude, Nancy? I'm here because I'm worried about you, but you're just ignoring
me. Do you think this is the right way to behave?" Ethan growled, feeling aggrieved.

He couldn't understand why Nancy was being so calm when her career and her future were at stake.

Without saying a word, Nancy pushed open the door of her office and walked in.

"Nancy, it's not too late. Go to the president and explain what happened. If you don't, your career will
be screwed!" Ethan shouted, striding toward her office.

"Is that all, Ethan? Are you done? I'm not in the mood to listen to any more of this. I just want to be
alone for a while, okay?" Feeling like her head was about to explode, Nancy slammed the door and
locked it.

"Nancy! Nancy!" Ethan yelled as he banged on the door.

But Nancy just covered her ears. All of a sudden, she felt like a small girl —tired, helpless, and hungry.



Of course she knew that Ethan was behaving like this only because he was worried about her, but right
now, she just wanted to calm down and talk to someone who understood her.

She slumped down onto the bed and stared unblinkingly up at the ceiling.

It was as if her brain had melted into a puddle of goo.

"Nancy, open the door!" came another voice from outside. She recognized it as Charles' voice,

but she just turned away indifferently from the door.

Right now, she was in the mood to talk to anyone.

A moment later,

a WeChat message from Charles popped up on her phone, saying,

"You must be feeling wronged. I know you would never give up your professional ethics for money.
Therefore, I believe that you are innocent. But that's the problem. Since you're innocent, you need to
deal with it rationally instead of running away. Come out. I'll be there for you. I won't let you be
wronged!"

The words "I'll be there for you" echoed through Nancy's head,

reducing her to tears all of a sudden.

For as long as she could remember, she had lived like an orphan with no one to share her happiness or
her burdens with.

No one had ever said that they would be there for her, not even once.

But today, a man whom she could never marry had said that he would be there for her.



Finally, Nancy wiped away her tears, got up from the bed, and opened the door.

"Nancy!" Charles shouted in relief as he rushed into her office.

Nancy managed a small smile. "Don't worry. I'm fine."

"Nancy, you... Come with me!" Ethan said, entering the room right after Charles and grabbing Nancy's
arm. "Come with me and explain everything to the president!" he added.

"Ethan, I don't think there is anything for me to explain. A clean hand needs no washing. Isn't that
right?" Nancy said helplessly.

"Excuse me, please," Charles said unhappily, pushing Ethan away.

After saying that, he peremptorily held Nancy in his arms.

"Hey, who do you think you are? I'm her schoolmate and colleague. How can you push me away?"
Ethan roared, burning with jealousy. He knew exactly who Charles was, but he was so worried and
angry that he couldn't control himself.

"I'm her man. Is that enough?" Charles said firmly, leaving no room for disagreement.

"Nancy, is he telling the truth?" Ethan turned to Nancy in disbelief. "I know that this man is richer than
me, but is he more reliable? Don't you remember Caspar? He's rich too. But did you forget what he did
to you?"

"Ethan, of course I didn't forget. But right now, I just want to be alone for a while. Can't I do that?"
Nancy said, feeling a little annoyed. She had never realized that Ethan was such a petty man.

How could she forget all the bad things that had happened to her?



But right now, she didn't want to think about any of that.

She was so tired that all she wanted was a shoulder to lean on so she could have a good rest.

"Ha! Shit. I get it. All you care about is money! I know everything!" Ethan shouted, and then turned
around and left.

Nancy smiled bitterly as she watched him leave.

In life, there were always bound to be some misunderstandings, but she preferred to just let them be.

Just then, Hobart approached them. "Ah, Mr. Fu..." he said hesitantly. He had actually come here to
reproach Nancy regarding the issue of the red envelope, but after overhearing their conversation and
finding out that Nancy had a powerful man like Charles Fu backing her, he had no choice but to change
his tune.

Charles just nodded magnanimously. No matter what kind of situation he was in, he exuded the aura of
a god.

But since this problem involved Nancy, he spoke as politely and cautiously as possible.

"Yes, I know. When I get to the bottom of this issue, I'll let you know. Is that okay?" he said calmly.

After all the ups and downs that he had gone through in the business world, he was almost invincible.

Even though he was the president of the hospital, Hobart was impressed by Charles' calmness and
composure.

Of course, this was not such a big issue for someone as powerful as Charles.

'Even if he is feeling anxious, it's probably because of his concern for his woman, not the issue itself,'
Hobart thought.



"Of course. I trust you, Mr. Fu," he replied out loud. Then, he turned to look at Nancy with a kind
expression. "Dr. Nancy, I believe that you are an upright and moral person who wouldn't have done
such a vile thing. Don't stay for work this afternoon. Enjoy your lunch and get some rest. Don't think
about this matter too much."

"Thank you, President Hobart," Nancy said, forcing a smile at him.


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