Chapter 196
Chapter 196
Violette nearly spat out the tea in her mouth.
She wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue.
"Ms. Sarah, I was the one who proposed the divorce with Elijah. So, about you 'getting' Elijah, if I really
hated you, it would only be because you two are still not married? Look at you two, such a perfect
match! Rich and beautiful! When are you getting married? I'll give you some wedding gifts!"
Sarah's face showed an awkward smile: "So that's what Ms. Dennis was thinking, but I'm afraid I have
to disappoint you. Elijah and I have no plans to get married."
"Why not get married?! Is it because you don't want to get married, or he doesn't want to get married?
If he doesn't want to get married, do you want me to persuade him for you?" Violette took another sip of
tea.
Sarah: "There's no need for Ms. Dennis to bother. Whatever happens between me and Elijah will
happen naturally. By the way, Ms. Dennis, I didn't understand what you meant when you said I was
shameless. This is our first meeting, why would you insult me?"
Violette got a taste of what a truly hypocritical person was like.
Sarah's pitiful expression and eyes, plus her aggrieved tone, made her sound sympathetic.
"Didn't your teacher teach you not to be too greedy?" Violette said, thinking she would understand.
But she still looked blankly at Violette, waiting for her next words.
Violette felt a bit tired communicating with her. She thought: Does she really think her lies will never be
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If she didn't use the surgery to force Elijah into a relationship with her and instead took some money
from him, Violette would have no issue with her.
How could she be so greedy?
Although Violette and Elijah were divorced, seeing him being manipulated by Sarah still made her a bit
angry.
"Ms. Dennis, do you think it's too much for me to ask Elijah to be with me?" Sarah asked, seeing her
not speaking, "You may not know, but Makayla's illness can't be cured with just one surgery. There are
follow-up treatments, and I work abroad. Elijah wants me to stay in the country to treat Makayla, which
would inevitably affect my career. So I proposed to resign, return to the country, and be responsible for
treating Makayla..."
"Ms. Sarah, you are really too kind." Violette said sarcastically, "Didn't you just say that your salary at
the hospital is low? If Elijah compensates you for your financial loss, or even double compensates you,
do you think he can't afford it? Or do you think being his girlfriend will give you half of his property?"
Sarah's face turned pale: "Are you jealous of me? Jealous that my medical skills are better than
yours?"
This was what Sarah saw from Violette's aggressive eyes.
"I really envy you... Ms. Sarah, your medical skills are amazing! We are both students of Dr. Mitchel,
but why are you so outstanding while I'm so ordinary?" Violette sighed, "I heard that Elijah spent a lot of
money to have Dr. Mitchel treat Makayla, but even Dr. Mitchel didn't dare to do the surgery! I didn't
expect that you would cure Makayla's illness with just one move! You're even better than Dr. Mitchel..."
Sarah was at a loss for words when praised by her, feeling that Violette was actually mocking her, b
ut she wasn't quite sure.
After all, Violette must not know that Makayla's surgery was not done by her.
If Violette knew the truth, she would have told Elijah already!
"Violette, you don't have to say it so weirdly. My achievements are all through my efforts. If your
medical skills are not as good as mine, you should reflect on whether you studied hard enough in
school." Sarah said calmly, "I still remember when Dr. Mitchel first saw me, he praised my hands for
being beautiful. He said that they were born to hold a scalpel."
Sarah said, raising her hand to show Violette.
Violette didn't want to see her hand. Who didn't have hands?
But Sarah was very insistent, even though Violette's face already showed disinterest in her hand, she
still stretched it out in front of Violette.
Violette pushed her hand away—
"Ah!" Sarah screamed!
Violette just pushed her hand away a little harder, and as a result, her hand knocked over the kettle on
the table, which was filled with boiling water.
The boiling water spilled out, just splashing on her beautiful hand!