Taking the Fall for a Fool

When Max's family members turned to glare at me, I immediately held my hands up and said, "Don't try to pin the blame on me. I didn't help her administer anything last night. Everyone here can prove it."

The other nurses piped up one after another.

"Although Mia asked Natalie to fill in for her yesterday, Natalie turned her down. Mia went to administer the IV herself," one said.

"Says who?" Mia yelled hysterically. "When I asked her again at around 5:00 am, she agreed to help me. None of you were there during that time!"

Mia's blood-covered face and shrill voice made her look extremely horrifying.

"A patient just died. Which one of you wants to insist that I was the one who gave him the IV?

"From the way I see it, Natalie probably gave him the wrong drug. Now, she's trying to pin the blame on me because she's afraid of the consequences!" she spat.

Since the incident resulted in a person's death, no one dared to utter another word.

When Max's family started glaring at me with seething anger, I defended myself and said, "I didn't even enter the room. If you don't believe me, check the surveillance footage."

"The cameras in the hallway are broken. You're just trying to avoid responsibility," Mia spat.

A subtle, smug smile crept its way to her lips. It seemed like she had it all thought out.

It all made sense now. She already knew that the surveillance cameras in the hallway were broken. That was why she entered the room when none of the other nurses were around.

She was planning to frame me from the very beginning.

Max's father's patience was wearing thin, and he couldn't stand our bickering any longer.

He aggressively kicked the desk at the nurses' station. The monitor that was placed on top of the desk toppled over as a result.

"One of you needs to pay for killing my son!" he bellowed.

"The police are here!" someone from the crowd suddenly exclaimed.

I felt my breath catch in my throat. Then, I caught a glimpse of David's familiar face through the crowd.

He ended up coming to the scene after all.

When David saw Mia on the floor, he looked confused.

"Why are you the one who's been beaten up?" he asked quizzically.

Mia sobbed as she cradled her injured face. "I wasn't the one who gave Max the IV infusion, David. You need to help me."

Wait a minute. This incident took place very suddenly, and no one at the scene of the crime called the police.

So, how did David get to the hospital so quickly? It felt like he knew that someone was going to die before it even happened.

As I was staring at him with a puzzled expression, he marched over to me and slapped me across the face.

He hit me so hard that my ears started ringing.

"I'm so disappointed in you, Natalie. You should be more responsible and own up to your mistakes," he barked.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. David seemed like a completely different person.

After he told me off, he turned toward Max's family and immediately put on a kind and friendly expression.

"I'd like to apologize on behalf of Natalie. I hope you'll take her young age into consideration and don't be too harsh on her.

"Once this is all over, I will throw her into prison myself and make sure she gets punished by the law."

Before even conducting any form of investigation, David, my biological brother, was already telling everyone that I was guilty. His actions didn't just make me feel disappointed. They completely wiped out any remaining love or respect I had for him.