s and muffled sounds. I was in a hospital bed, that much was clear. A man stood

mal, took over. He was handsome, stoic, the kind of man a woman like me was supposed to co

naged to slur, my voice raspy. "A

annoyance? disgust?-crossed his features. He was completely still, a s

" he said, his v

dy language screaming "stay away." I felt a jolt, not of shame,

glint of the needle, and a sliver of real fear cut through my da

u rest," he said,

d through my veins, and the world began to swim. The last thing I

dull throb, but my mind was a chaotic storm of information that wasn't my own. I

rash. I had transmigrated. I was now the gold-digging, scheming socialite destined for a tragi

roine, Blair. Discovered by her wealthy tech mogul father and brought into a world that despised

st respected, most eligible bachelor in their elite circle. The man

a lonely, pathetic death, forgotten by everyone. No. I wouldn't let that happe

a clipboard, his face as impassive as before. He didn't look at

he stated. It wa

haking slightly. "Doctor,

me, one eyebrow rai

y eyes fell on his scrubs. There was a small tear near the collar where I

trembling as I pulled out a wad of cash my adoptive mom

. It was worse than anger. He looked at me like I wa

said, his voice dangerousl

in a more boyish way, walked in. He looked from t

sked, a smirk playing on his

turned and walked out of the room without another word, leaving me alone with the man I no