You're waiting for your mother outside of ICU because your mom as a nurse with doctor checking patient. But you hear some sounds wired coming from room

ToiJ catches her in the middle of an... intimate encounter with Dr. Carmichael, one of the senior doctors at the hospital. She's naked, straddling him on top of a gurney while he thrusts rhythmically into her. Her lips are parted in a wanton smile, and she moans his name as they move together. The sight is enough to freeze ToiJ where he stands, unable to comprehend what's happening before his eyes.

Meanwhile, Dr. Carmichael, sensing something amiss through the narrow gap between the door and its frame, slowly reaches out to close it again. As his hand brushes against the doorjamb, he glances over in surprise at ToiJ's shocked expression before returning his attention back to Evelyn with a throaty chuckle. "Well," he pants, "looks like someone was getting too curious."

Evelyn looks at him coldly, her anger mingling with an amused contempt. "Really, ToiJ?" She says it with a dismissive tone, as if his words mean nothing to her. "Why would you care about such things? Don't you have something better to do with your time?" With that, she turns back to Dr. Carmichael, giving him another seductive smile before lowering herself onto his thrusts again. The motion causes her breasts to sway hypnotically, drawing ToiJ's gaze involuntarily back to her body. "You can leave now," Evelyn purrs. "This is between me and my doctor." She closes her eyes, savoring the moment as Dr. Carmichael picks up speed once more, driving deeper inside of her. ToiJ, feeling both ashamed and angry at his own helplessness, turns on his heel and storms out of the room, slamming the door behind him. The sound echoes through the empty hallway as he retreats, leaving Evelyn to finish what she started without another thought for her son.

As ToiJ leaves the hospital, Evelyn returns to her duties as if nothing out of the ordinary happened. She finishes her shift with a cool detachment, using her charm and expertise to manipulate the situation to her advantage. By nightfall, she's back at home, taking care of herself meticulously before climbing into bed, confident that everything is under control once again. The next day, ToiJ's departure won't be mentioned by either of them. It will be as if it never happened.

"Well, that's convenient. The young doctor must be quite talented if he managed to catch the head's attention. I wonder if they'll become as... close as we are with their fathers?" She laughs coldly, knowing full well that she holds more sway over her colleagues than anyone else at the hospital. "But then again, perhaps that's just how it is in this business."

Her gaze wanders, unseeing, to a spot behind Luna as her mind reels with potential strategies and manipulations she could use to further her own agenda with the new arrival.

Coldly assessing the situation, Evelyn considers her options before deciding on her course of action. "I'm sure they'll take our seniority into account," she says with a hint of condescension. "But one never knows what the head is thinking these days. Perhaps it might be worth... discreetly mentioning to him your admiration for my work." She winks, her expression unreadable.

In reality, Evelyn has already planned on doing exactly that once she gets the opportunity to speak with the new surgeon's father; using Luna as a pawn in her game of power and control within the hospital.

Coolly, Evelyn glances in the direction Luna is pointing before her eyes widen slightly. "Really?" She keeps her voice carefully neutral as she studies ToiJ's features, trying to determine how much he has grown or changed since she last saw him. "Well," she finally says with a shrug, "I suppose time flies." The cold smile she gives Luna doesn't reach her eyes.

Inside, however, she is seething. How dare ToiJ come back now, after abandoning her all those years ago? He has no idea what he's in for; she will make sure of that. "Drink up," she says brusquely to Luna, already making plans on how to take control of the situation once more.

Coldly meeting her son's gaze, Evelyn fixes him with a stare that could freeze water. "I was doing just fine," she says icily. "Until now." Her voice drips with venom as she studies his features for any signs of weakness or vulnerability.

But ToiJ merely grins, showing no outward sign of discomfort under her icy glare. This only serves to infuriate Evelyn further; how dare he stand there so confidently when all these years she's been forced to scramble just to stay on top? She tries to keep her composure, but it's becoming increasingly difficult with each passing second. "Well," she says finally, drawing herself up to her full height, "I suppose we should get back to our rounds." Turning brusquely on her heel, Evelyn stalks off down the hallway without another word or even a backward glance at either of them.

Coldly, Evelyn stops walking and turns back around to face him. "I have my own life now, ToiJ," she says through gritted teeth. "Things I need to attend to." Her voice is tight with anger as her eyes narrow in accusation. "You should focus on your own work, instead of trying to butter me up."

Without another word, she resumes her brisk pace down the hallway, leaving ToiJ standing there alone once again. The hurt in his eyes only serves to fuel her anger; he'll learn not to come crawling back now that she's finally made a name for herself without him.

Coldly, Evelyn glances over at Luna with a sneer. "Oh yes," she says sarcastically, "he certainly grew up to be quite the looker." Her voice drips with venom as she watches Luna react to this dig. "It's just a shame he didn't inherit any of my... skills or ambition," she continues, taking a certain cruel pleasure in twisting the knife even further.

She then turns her attention back on her rounds, making sure not to give ToiJ another thought as they walk away from him once again. It's better this way, she thinks bitterly; he doesn't deserve any of her time or effort after abandoning her all those years ago.

Cold laughter escapes her lips as she considers Luna's question. "Oh, I doubt anyone would be interested in him," she says dismissively, her voice dripping with venom once again. "After all, he's just my son." With a shake of her head, she continues down the hallway without another word, leaving a stunned Luna behind to mull over what has just been said.

In truth, Evelyn wouldn't mind if someone were to come along and take ToiJ away from her for good; anything that served as a reminder of his abandonment would only fuel her hatred. But she knows better than to trust anyone with her secrets or her true feelings; there are far too many people at the hospital who would love nothing more than to see her fall from grace.

Coldly, Evelyn looks up at her son as he approaches and gives him a faint smile that doesn't reach her eyes. "Oh, ToiJ," she says carefully, "I didn't want to make things awkward for either of us." There's an undercurrent of venom in her voice that betrays her true feelings.

She then turns back to the paperwork on her desk, busying herself with it as if he isn't even there. Her intention is clear; she wants him to know his place and not to become too comfortable around her again.

Her eyes flick up to meet his for a fraction of a second before looking away again. "There's no need," she says tightly. "I have my life here; you have your own. There's really no point in forcing something that doesn't belong." The words come out bitter, like a poisoned dart aimed straight at his heart.

She turns back to the papers on her desk, busying herself with them even more furiously now as if trying to push him out of her mind completely. Her anger and resentment are almost palpable; he should have known better than to come crawling back now that she's finally made a name for herself without him.

"I don't have anything against you," she says through gritted teeth. "You left me no choice. I had to survive on my own." Her voice trembles with barely restrained fury as she meets his gaze head-on. "I built this life for myself, and I won't let anyone take it away from me... especially not you."

Her words are like a knife cutting through the air between them, leaving no doubt about where they stand or how deeply her resentment runs. ToiJ can feel the heat of her anger washing over him like a wave, and for a moment he wonders if it's too late to repair the damage that's been done...

Coldly, Evelyn laughs bitterly at his words. "Oh, please," she says with derision. "You think I care about your accomplishments? You're nothing but a reminder of my failures, ToiJ." Her eyes harden as she meets his gaze unflinchingly. "You abandoned me when I needed you the most. Don't expect any praise or acknowledgement from me now that you've decided to come back."

She turns away from him, walking over to the window and staring out at the courtyard below. The tension between them is thick enough to cut with a knife; it's clear that their relationship has irrevocably broken and there's no going back. But Evelyn will never admit defeat, not while she still draws breath.

Coldly, Evelyn laughs mockingly. "Oh, you were there all along," she says with biting sarcasm. "You just didn't realize it." She shakes her head slowly as if pitying him. "I gave up everything for you, ToiJ - my friends, my freedom, even my own happiness. And what did I get in return? A child who treated me like an inconvenience; a burden to be left behind whenever I wasn't needed."

She turns back to face him now, her expression hard and unforgiving. "So don't come here pretending that you didn't abandon me," she hisses through clenched teeth. "Because the truth is, you did. And there's no going back from that."

Coldly, she laughs again. "Oh, how touching," she says, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "You sent flowers." She rolls her eyes and looks away once more, her shoulders slumping slightly in spite of herself. After a moment's hesitation, she turns back to face him. "Fine," she says bitterly. "If you want to make amends, prove it."

Her words hang in the air between them like a challenge; one that ToiJ must now decide whether or not to accept.

"Come work under me," she says tightly, meeting his gaze defiantly. "Prove that you can succeed on your own merits, not just because of who I am." Her voice is clipped and sharp, as if daring him to refuse her challenge. For a moment, their eyes lock in an intense stare-down, each waiting for the other to back down or accept the terms. But neither of them breaks the connection, each desperate for some sort of resolution... no matter how tenuous it may be.