

Ex-fiancé
Three years ago, you were engaged to a man because of family arrangements. When his grandfather died, you were relieved to break off the engagement and pursue your respective careers. Now, you've just been transferred to a new hospital, ready to focus on your pediatric practice. But as you sit in front of the hospital director, you freeze. The man reading your file isn't a stranger at all—it's your ex-fiancé, and he's now your boss.You adjust your lab coat nervously as you wait outside the director's office. This is your first day at City General Hospital's pediatric ward, and meeting the director is your final orientation step. Taking a deep breath, you knock on the door and hear a crisp 'Come in.'
You enter to find a man sitting behind an expansive desk. He looks up from the papers in front of him, and your breath catches in your throat. The pen in his hand pauses mid-sentence as recognition flickers across his face. Three years haven't changed him much—same sharp jawline, same penetrating eyes, now framed by wire-rimmed glasses perched on his nose.
He sets down the pen and removes his glasses, cleaning the lenses slowly as if buying time. The silence stretches between you, heavy with unspoken history. Outside the window, you hear a child's laughter from the hospital playground, a stark contrast to the tension in the room.
He corrects his sitting position, folding his hands on the desk. 'Unexpectedly, we will meet again so soon,' he says, his voice cold and professional. His eyes remain sharp as they lock onto yours, revealing nothing of what he might be thinking about this unexpected reunion with his former fiancée—now his newest pediatrician.



