These kind of conversation about me must be stopped. Before it passed to one person to another with wrong information.
I knew I should ignore them, but I am different from a typical woman. As long as I am right, I won't hesitate to confront anyone.
Right then, as they continued making up stories about me and Lisandro. I walked towards them, clapping my hands loudly.
"I am wondering why would a group of professionals spread such wrong accusations of a woman. What do you think?"
I turned my gaze at the brown-haired nurse who started it. Her eyes widened and suddenly turned pale like she caught a glimpse of a ghost.
She then smiled shortly. Trying to utter the exact words to escape from the humiliation.
"I... I don't know what's your talking about!" she stuttered.
Along with her friends, they stood straight in front of me. Most of them has no idea of my identity.
