That Doctor Is Mine

*Bogsh!*

“F*ck!” I was so annoyed I said because I collided with a car.

Suddenly, the car I had crashed into rang. I just stared at the car in front and waited for the owner to come out. And a few minutes later the owner came out.

Sh*t! I can really do this.

I was lowering my window when the female owner of the car knocked annoyed.

“Miss I’m —”

“What the f*ck! Look what did you do to my car.” Annoyed woman shouted at me as she pointed to her car.

“I didn’t me —”

“Oh f*cker, I’m used to that saying!” He shouted at me again.

What a pity for this woman. It’s still nice but sarcastic.

“I will repai —”

“No! I want brand new. I’m not used to using cars that are already damaged.” Its an artistic cry. “And, can you get out on your car, you rascal?” He added as he continued to rattle my car.

Sh*t, I’m late.

Because of what he said, I just got out of the car to settle his mouth. I’m really late.

“Miss, can you lower your voice? You’re getting everyone’s attention.” I said. He looked around and raised an eyebrow. He suddenly grabbed her waist.

“What?” He could tell the people who were looking at us today.

Damn it!

“Hey, can you please, calm down?” I calm him down.

I have no right to fight him either now because I was the one who bumped into him.

I looked at my wrist watch.

Sh*t! I’m 30 minutes late.

“Shut up, you asshole.”

“Ahm, Miss, can we settle this maybe some other time? I have an important appointment to go.”

“I also have one too but because of your recklessness, you bump into my car. I’m already late now.” He said angrily and looked at his wrist watch as well.

“Ma’am, Sir, if you don’t mind, we can settle this in the police station.” We once turned to an enforcer who approached us.

“No, I don’t have time for that.” He answered.

“But you’re blocking the highway. And you’re making a scene here.” Said the enforcer.

This woman is really cursed. No one chooses. Everyone is fighting.

“Miss, I can give you my card and you can call me. We will discuss this after my appointment in my office.” I said.

“Tss, give me your card.” He said and held out his hand. “It’s grassy, ​​I love my car.” I heard him whisper so I looked at him.

“What?” He can keep asking me questions.

“Are you Filipino?” I asked him. He raised an eyebrow even more.

“Yes. You too?” He asked more.

“Yes.” I just said.

I was looking for my card in my wallet, but I couldn’t find anything.

“A-ahh Miss, I didn’t bring a card, can I —”

“What?”

“But I can give you my number.” I said more.

“How can I know if its you?” He asked more.

“Give me your number and I’ll call you.” I said. He gave me his number. Later it rang. I picked up my phone and showed him I had called him.

“Save that and I really have to go.” I just said.

“Wait —”

I looked at him.

“What now?” I said annoyed because I was super late.

“Where am I going to ride?” He asked more. I took out my phone and called one of my caretakers.

“Yes, Sir? The Presid —”

“Come here in ****** and drive this red car which I bump to the auto.” I said to get this woman’s car.

Why did I just think of this? I should have let my PA fix this.

“Copy, sir.” He just said so I dropped the call.

I turned to the woman. He just crossed his arms while looking at me.