After graduating from medical school, I broke up with James. “Just because I went to her medical lecture instead of your graduation ceremony?” He smirked sarcastically. I nodded silently. “You really never grow up, do you?” He laughed coldly. “Fine, have it your way. But don’t come crawling back to me later.” From age twelve to twenty-five, I had always been chasing after him, so insecure that everyone thought I couldn’t live without him. But this time, I was truly exhausted. He didn’t know that I had already applied to study abroad. In a country far, far away from him. From now on, no one would stop him from doing things for his sister-in-law anymore. 0 “I went to Megan’s medical lecture,” James explained coldly. Megan was his sister-in-law. She once said, “We’re all the same age, don’t call me sister-in-law. It makes me feel old.” So James started calling her “Megan” without hesitation. “I know,” I bit my lip. “You know and you’re still angry?” He sounded exasperated. “Can you stop acting like a child?” “James,” I clenched my fingers, gathering the courage to look him in the eye, “Let’s break up!” James leaned back in his office chair, looking at me coldly: “Just because I didn’t go to your graduation ceremony?” I nodded silently. “You really want to break up?” he asked. “Yes.” “Sophia.” “Hmm.” “I don’t have the patience to play this ‘on-again-off-again’ game with you. Adults should think carefully before they speak.” “Hmm.” “You really never grow up, do you?” He laughed coldly. “Fine, have it your way. But don’t come crawling back to me later.” I nodded: “Don’t worry, I won’t!” As I turned to leave, I ran into Megan coming through the door. “James, want to grab dinner? I have a question…” Megan looked surprised to see me: “Sophia, what are you doing here?” She glanced between James and me. “Did you two have a fight?” “Is it because James didn’t go to your graduation ceremony?” she asked me. Then she explained: “Sophia, don’t misunderstand! This was my first time giving a medical lecture, it was really important to me, so I asked James to stay and help me prepare. I didn’t think it would take so long and make him miss your graduation. I’m so sorry!” Her words were flawless, making me look childish in comparison. This was what I hated most about her. Seeing my silence, she linked her arm with mine: “Come on! Have dinner with us.” She teased James: “Your girlfriend’s here, let’s not eat at the cafeteria today! Let’s get sushi! I haven’t had it in ages. James, you’re treating!” Then she covered her mouth and laughed: “Oh, I forgot, you always treat.” She turned to me: “Sophia, I heard from James that you like sushi too, right?” I froze, glaring at James: “Really? I don’t remember that.” Megan frowned slightly: “Oh, maybe I remembered wrong. But no worries, just tell us what you want to eat. Don’t be shy!” She was treating me like a complete outsider. James didn’t seem to notice anything wrong, and just stood up, calmly taking off his lab coat: “Let’s go. Sushi it is.” I pulled my arm away from Megan: “You two go ahead. I’m going home.” Then I fled. As I left, I heard James say calmly: “Just ignore her. She’s being childish. It’s time she grew up a bit.” 0
That night, I saw Megan’s social media post. It was a photo of James listening to her lecture, head bowed. The caption read: [So glad to have you.] Not long after, she posted a picture of sushi: [Thanks for still remembering what I like.] I threw my phone aside. Hugging my pillow, I felt miserable and couldn’t sleep all night. The next day, Megan updated her social media again. It was a photo of James sleeping. The caption was extremely suggestive: [You worked hard, handsome.] There were no likes from any mutual friends. I guess it was posted just for me to see. My chest felt tight. A while later, James sent me a message. It said: “My mom wants you to try on wedding dresses. Megan has an important surgery today, her first time as lead surgeon, so I need to supervise. I can’t go with you.” I blocked him immediately. When I went downstairs for breakfast, my mom had just gotten off the phone with James’ mom. She smiled and waved me over, saying James’ mom had taken the day off to go dress shopping with me. She said she’d also taken the day off to come along. She went on: “I’ve always liked that James since he was little. My intuition was right, he’s grown up to be so outstanding. Sophia, marrying him is like winning the lottery in your past life.” I bit my lip and gathered my courage to say: “Mom, I broke up with him, so naturally the engagement is off.” Mom’s expression changed instantly. “You’re cancelling the engagement without any notice? Do you think this is some kids’ game?” My body trembled: “I thought James would have told you.” “James is so busy, and he has to put up with you playing these childish games. You really never learn to grow up, do you?” Tears started falling uncontrollably: “That’s right, I can’t grow up. No one ever taught me how, so how am I supposed to grow up?” My usually quiet dad suddenly spoke up: “If you don’t want to get married, then don’t. What’s the big deal?” Then he asked me: “You’re not going to work at his hospital anymore?” I answered: “No, Dad. I want to study abroad for a while.” Mom got even angrier and was about to speak, but Dad silenced her with a look. “If you want to go, then go. This is the first time I’ve seen you be so decisive about something. That’s good. Don’t worry, I’ll handle the engagement cancellation.” Just then, I got a message from my best friend: “Sophia, my brother’s having a heart attack. He’s at your fiancé’s hospital now, but the process is so complicated. I’m worried my brother can’t wait that long. Could you ask your fiancé to help take a look?” On the phone, I was silent for a few seconds. My friend suddenly apologized: “I’m so sorry, Sophia. I’m just too worried. You’ve said before you don’t like this. I’m sorry! I’ll figure something out myself!” I sighed and said: “I’ll head over first!” 0
Ten minutes later, I arrived at the hospital. My friend’s brother’s condition looked quite serious. I asked the nurse why none of the cardiology specialists were available. The nurse grumbled that they had all been called to the operating room by James. Megan was performing her first surgery as lead surgeon, and he wanted to ensure everything went perfectly. Megan didn’t have that kind of authority. I knew this was James’ doing. After all, this whole hospital basically belonged to the Johnson family. I called James many times. But his phone was always off. So I ran to wait outside the operating room. After waiting for a long time, the surgery light finally went off. James came out carrying Megan in his arms. He glanced at me: “Why are you here?” I grabbed his arm: “My friend’s brother is in serious condition…” Before I could finish, James shook off my grip and strode forward. I jogged after him all the way to his office. He carefully placed Megan in his rest area. Then he sat down at his computer, staring intently at the screen. I hurried over: “Dr. Johnson, my friend’s brother is having a heart attack. It’s urgent. Can you please go take a look?” He looked up: “Why are you still here? Isn’t my mom waiting for you to try on dresses?” I emphasized again: “Can you please go check on him?” James sighed slightly: “Megan just finished surgery. I’m worried she might have nightmares.” My heart ached, but I still persisted: “Then can you send another doctor over?” “I can’t. They need to monitor the patients’ conditions. I won’t allow any mistakes.” “James, don’t you have any professional ethics? I’ve told you there’s a critical patient outside. As a doctor, shouldn’t you at least go take a look?” He seemed surprised by my outburst. He frowned and said coldly: “Sophia, how many times have I told you? In our profession, the most taboo thing is having empathy. No matter how serious a patient’s condition is, we have to follow hospital procedures. When it’s my turn to go, I’ll go on time.” My voice softened: “Emma is my only friend left. Please, I’m begging you!” He laughed coldly: “Didn’t you just say yesterday that you wouldn’t beg me anymore?” “This is the last time!” Tears started streaming down my face. James seemed to soften a bit. But suddenly Megan’s voice came from inside: “James, are you there? I’m scared.” James stood up and said coldly to me: “If you really can’t wait, you can transfer to another hospital.”
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