Digging through her purse she found barely $100 far from enough gritting her teeth. She tore open Rick's smaller envelope and pulled out the $500 gift card she forced a smile try this if Rick was telling the truth. It would cover a night or two tapping her foot she waited the card processed relieved but seething she paid for a single night room 1010 Miss Weston enjoy your stay the clerk was polite but she sensed condescension or was it paranoia snatching the key card. She signaled the Bell hop and stormed off Fury burned through her at Rick at the humiliation at how fast her perfect world was crumbling the bellhop rolled her luggage cart behind her in awkward silence as she pressed the elevator button she glanced. At her phone wishing Rick would call so she could lash out demand an explanation or at least verbally tear him to shreds but his number was gone disconnected a silent reminder that he'd effectively cut all ties the elevator door slid open.
She stepped in the Bell hopped behind her the letter burning in her purse like a brand of Shame alone in her hotel room. Marcy paced trying to make sense of it all her suitcase Sat by the bed city lights flickering Beyond The Tall Windows yet all she saw was her own reflection a woman unraveling. She sank onto the bed remembering the moment she chose Trey she had been certain Rick would never leave tre's confidence his whispered flattery about her unfulfilled potential that she was too hot for a dull marriage. She had welcomed his attention believing Rick was spineless someone who would wait obediently for her to return no matter what what how arrogant. She had been parading her Affair laughing about feeling liberated from an aging husband when Rick's Furious call came.
She had smirked convinced he'd calmed down he always did. Now she saw how her Pride had driven him to act a flicker of regret surfaced but anger burned hotter she needed to fight back. She had no home no money but she wasn't some powerless victim after a fitful night's sleep Marcy awoke with a renewed sense of purpose she called the bank surely this was something mistake but after explaining who she was. She got a cold corporate reply ma'am all joint accounts have been closed by Mr Rick Weston using a valid power of attorney. We cannot divulge further details we suggest you contact him directly she hung up fuming Knuckles white.
Next she called her children both grown and out of state she reached her son's voicemail tried her daughter. Who had always been closer to Rick anyway straight to voicemail she left a tur message I need to speak speak with you it's urgent call me back. She refused to mention the Fiasco in a voicemail but some part of her suspected Rick had turned them against her next she dressed in crisp slacks and a fitted blouse hair pinned neatly and took a taxi straight to the hospital if she could cut off Rick's. Sabotage at the source maybe the HR department would dismiss him as a bitter spouse spinning lies after all she'd earned the respect of her department head. She was known for being an excellent if outspoken nurse manager they needed her skill and experience let them try to tarnish her she'd fight tooth and nail.
She arrived just before lunch ignoring the Curious stares of colleagues in the lobby word must be spreading she marched to HR expecting a quick resolution a stern-faced woman behind the main desk greeted her the name plate read Miss Washington HR manager Marcy recognized the name from Rick's letter her stomach clenched Miss Washington's eyes flicked up coldly. Marcy Weston I've been expecting you her voice was clipped disapproval coiling in every syllable Marcy straightened stealing her posture I've come to clear up these ridiculous claims my husband has apparently made I don't know what he sent but he sent us explicit photos Miss Weston photos and statements from a private investigator he also threatened a lawsuit. For breach of our morality Clause if we continued employing you or Dr Trey Marshall Marcy's mouth twitched that's outrageous he's just a scorned husband there's no real legal footing and how dare you read private you signed a code of conduct when you were. Hired correct Miss Washington's brow arched we have it here she pulled out a folder it includes a stipulation that staff in certain roles especially those representing the hospital's image are subject to dismissal for public scandals or immorality that could damage the hospital's reputation. She tapped a highlighted line we have cause this is nonsense Marcy snapped though her heart pounded it wasn't a public scand Le just a personal matter Miss Washington's voice was icy calm the email your husband sent was quite thorough.
It was circulated to many of your co-workers doctors philanthropic partners and sponsors the pictures very explicit people are talking about it across the hospital corridors and Beyond we've received complaints from staff feeling your behavior is unethical not to mention from donors. Who prefer not to be associated with Scandal heat Rose to Marcy's face even in her worst nightmares she hadn't imagined. Rick would go so far as to plaster her humiliations across half the city so that's it you'll fire me just like that Miss Washington pursed her lips we still reviewing the matter with legal counsel I'm not here to debate the morality of your personal life Miss Weston but the hospitals board feels. It must protect itself from a potential lawsuit and from public outcry she slid an envelope across the desk I'm afraid. You are suspended without pay until further notice Marcy stared in shock.
She wanted to lash out with the most cutting word she could muster but a swirl of conflicting emotions Tangled her tongue. Instead she snatched the envelope and turned on her heel as she stroe away Miss Washington called after herk Security will escort you to collect personal items from your locker a guard promptly appeared at her elbow a towering man whose expression was impassive. She marched ahead chin High feeling the staff's eyes on her worded spread indeed some people stared wide-eyed While others whispered behind her back. Marcy felt the humiliation sink deeper fueling her rage she found Dr Trey near the nurses station cornered by a cluster of Staff his face was pale sweat beating his forehead a few nurses. Who once admired him stared with undisguised contempt.
He saw Marcy and scowled though there was fear in his eyes what the hell is going on Marcy demanded. Trey parted from the staff grabbing her arm to lead her aside your psycho husband Trey hissed in a low voice sent pictures and videos to HR he's completely torpedoing my career I'm under investigation this is insane. Marcy pulled her arm free my psycho husband you had no problem humiliating me with your little games in Colombia. You think I wanted to be plastered all over email newsletters I'm about to lose my job too. He glared at her don't pin it on me you're the one who was busy whining about your soft husband telling me.