When My Boyfriend Stole My Medical Breakthrough

My boyfriend snatched the recommendation letter meant for me, just so his dear Mariam could become a student of a well-known mentor.

When I confronted him, he acted as if it was perfectly normal.

"You’re so talented; you can make it on your own, but Mariam needs the help," he said.

That's when I decided to quit research and pursue studies abroad.

The man who usually scolded me for being reckless was suddenly at a loss for words.

"Your family doesn't have much money, how will you afford to study overseas? Don't be impulsive!"

Mariam, who had always benefited from my hard work, looked just as shocked.

"You’ve been working on the ankylosing spondylitis rehabilitation project for so long. How can you just abandon it? That’s so irresponsible!"

As I watched them feigning concern, everything became clear.

They didn’t realize that I was the only one, locally and globally, who could perform ankylosing spondylitis repair.

But this time, I was done.

I was curious to see what they could accomplish with only theoretical knowledge.

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“Francesca, how can you claim this recommendation letter belongs to you? Do you have any proof?”

Facing the suspicious glances from my colleagues, my focus remained on my boyfriend, Gian.

I never thought he would take what was mine just to help Mariam.

He knew the amount of effort and sacrifice I invested to earn that opportunity.

Was Mariam’s future so crucial that I was merely a stepping stone for them?

Now, Gian looked at me with self-righteous indignation.

"Francesca, you've really lost it, trying to claim things that aren’t yours."

Seeing him defend Mariam, my heart grew cold.

To everyone else, we were a couple of three years, deeply in love, admired by many.

Of course, nobody would suspect Gian of such secretive actions.

Under the disapproving eyes of everyone, he spoke again.

“Since you can't prove it, you need to apologize to Mariam in front of everyone.”

“And you should call Dr. Sullivan to confirm that Mariam received the recommendation letter.”

Gian’s proposal was met with unanimous support from our colleagues.

But I clenched my fists, cold determination building within me.

He had set this all up so Mariam could become Dr. Sullivan’s student, while ruining my reputation to ensure I never succeeded in the hospital.

“Gian, after three years together, are you really doing this to me?”

He stepped forward and gently hugged me, speaking so only we could hear, “You’re talented; you can make it on your own, but Mariam can’t.”

With that, he let me go.

“Francesca, don’t blame me; I just don't want you to keep making mistakes.”

Seeing my expression darken, Mariam quickly jumped in, protecting Gian. "Dr. Olson, what are you planning to do to Gian?"

“If you’re upset, just take it out on me.”

Colleagues watching soon came over, shielding the two of them from me.

“Francesca, this is a hospital, what are you thinking?”

“Nowadays, people who make mistakes seem to act the most self-righteous. I think you’re unfit to be a doctor, or to be in the research group!”

“We will certainly report this to the hospital and ensure you’re expelled.”

Facing everyone’s accusations, Gian bowed to them.

“I believe Francesca just made a poor judgment. I hope everyone can give her a chance to make amends.”

Watching Gian’s false display, I suddenly laughed.

“I have no evidence to prove that the recommendation letter with Mariam is mine.”

“But I, Francesca, have never lied, nor will I ever!”

“If the research group doesn’t want me, then I’ll leave.”

Hearing this, both Gian and Mariam’s faces brightened with joy.

But my next words quickly erased those smiles.

“I will resign voluntarily and accept the offer to study further at Harvard Medical School.”