“What the hell? She left you Grandma’s money?”
“I didn’t know about this. I swear.”
“Then why did you marry her?”
“It wasn’t romantic. You knew that.”
Nora’s face hardened.
“Now I can see what you got out of it. I’m reporting you to the hospital.”
She walked away before I could respond.
That night, I entered the inheritance amount into my loan calculator. My balance disappeared, and for a moment, I imagined finally giving my parents a comfortable life.
To find out what happened next, check the comments belowThen guilt set in.
The next morning, I called the lawyer and refused the inheritance.
I also called Nora, hoping she’d reconsider her complaint.
“Refusing it now proves nothing,” she said. “You got caught.”
I couldn’t convince her otherwise.
When I arrived at the hospital, my supervisor, Dr. Patel, was waiting for me.
“Your patients have been reassigned. I need your badge.”
