Her Other Life with Me

Chapter 7

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"Oh my God, Meredith Ellis St. Claire Monet-Avery, is that you?!"

'I guess I can't hide this secret for long huh' thought Meredith as she turned around to see the confusion in Addison's eyes and the smiling woman behind them.

Fuck. She thought.

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They stood there frozen, in the middle of the hospital lobby. The woman, a brunette with petite form and blue eyes, dressed in designers, walked towards the two. Addison was confused, clearly it was Meredith that was called by the unknown woman, as the said blonde looked at her with familiarity and a little bit of displeasure.

The shock that was evident on Meredith's face was gone and quickly replaced by a cold stare and a tight smile. The sparkle and warmth that she had earlier when she spoke to Addison about their lunch plans was nowhere to be found. This made the redhead's brows furrow, wondering who this woman is and why Meredith was acting so cold despite the other's warm smile.

"Patricia Davis" was all that came out of Meredith's mouth, her hands clutching her purse tight. Addison noticed how suddenly Peter and Tom were behind them, it was the only time that the two men came close to them the whole time they were in the hospital. "I can't believe you're back in New York, it's been ages!" said the woman, Patricia, as Meredith called her. She kissed both of the blonde's cheeks, clearly ignoring the other woman's distant attitude towards her.

Addison remained silent, just observing the interaction between the two women. It was clear on Meredith's face that she doesn't want to talk. "Yeah, I just arrived" she replied, smile still tight. "Oh, are you staying at your penthouse or the brownstone?" the brunette asked, letting go of Meredith's arm.

The redhead's eyebrow rose at that question. She didn't know that Meredith had a brownstone, hell she didn't even know that Meredith lived in New York until a few hours ago! Her eyebrow rose higher as she heard the blonde's answer "We're staying at the brownstone." She doesn't know why Mer had to lie, another question she had to ask later. It seems like in just a few hours of being with Grey, Addison's head is full of unanswered questions.

"We?" Patricia asked, a little taken aback, just now aware of the neonatal surgeon's presence. She eyed Addison, eyes clearly judging the redhead. If she thought that she could intimidate the redhead, boy was she wrong. She was Addison Adrianne Forbes Montgomery, a double board certified, world renowned surgeon and heiress to the Forbes Montgomery wealth. There were very little things that could intimidate her, so this pathetic stare down the brunette was giving her was not affecting her at all.

Noticing how the redhead did not quiver under her gaze, Patricia gave her a tight smile. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't see you there" she said, but it was clear as day that she was not sorry at all. "I'm Dr. Patricia Anne Davis, plastic surgeon, Meredith's friend" offering her hand to shake.