"It's all clearly written in this report. Please take a look." The nurse, with a slightly pleading tone, pushed the report on the table towards Tom again.
He glanced down at the stack of reports, then threw them directly into the trash can.
That man let out a mocking laugh. "Regina's tricks are getting bolder by the day. Now she's even learning to hide and let you guys stand up for her! But I'm not stupid! Eight years ago, on the day of the fire, I called her hundreds of times, but she didn't answer! If it weren't for Dina, I probably would have died in that fire!"
"Besides, we've been married for many years; I know her body like I know myself. Do you think I, as her husband, wouldn't know if she had a broken back or burns on her lower back? Dragging up something from eight years ago ... your Dr. Whitaker has become both malicious and stupid!"
My spirit floated above Tom's head, while a piercing pain shot through my empty heart.
Tom Lynch truly had never believed me.