Chapter 140
Part 140
After the incident, Adrian did not contact me for several days. For the first time in a long while, I could finally breathe a sigh of relief.”
The hospital had been buzzing with a number of patients lately. After observing me for a while and seeing that I was capable, Tyler started allowing me to assist in surgeries. However, the consecutive days of surgeries began to take a toll on me.
Standing for long periods caused severe pain in my lower back, likely exacerbated by my previous abortion, from which my body hadn’t fully recovered. After standing for ten straight hours, I nearly fainted on my way back to the office.
Fortunately, Tyler was beside me and caught me just in time. As I struggled to regain my balance, Adrian suddenly appeared and yanked me out of Tyler was arms.
Without asking what was wrong, h
jumped to Onclusions. “Didn’t you say it was nothing?” he spat, his voice laced with suspicion. “Do you have to be hugging in public? You want a divorce because you’ve already found someone else, right?”
His accusations drew quite a few stares. I was
training, and his public outburst made it difficult for me to stay at the hospital. I lowered my head, feeling dizzy and unable to respond.
Tyler ignored Adrian’s question and asked me, “Are you okay? Do you need help?”
My hands and feet felt cold, but I managed a weak shake of my head.”
so,” Tyler continued. “This is a hospital, after all. If things get worse, we can call security
or
the
“If you need help, just say police.”
drian
Adrian glared at Tyler, but the doctor walked past him and left, giving Adrian what’s wrong?” His concern, though belated, was evident in his voice.
chance to see that I was in pain. “Madeline,
I slumped against the wall, every movement sending a jolt of pain through my lower back. Adrian bent down to meet my eyes and I saw the scar on his forehead from when
hit him with the glass vase.
“Madeline, are you sick? What’s happening? Please, tell me.” His voice, softer this time, held
go back? Forget the training. Let’s just go back home….”
“Adrian,” I interrupted him, “do we even have a home anymore?”
a
hint of desperation. “Shall we
He paused, then forced a smile, “Of course, we do, Madeline. We’re married, remember? You love me and 1…. His voice trailed
off.
“No.” I shook my head and the single word escaped my lips.
I met his gaze, my own filled determination. “Adrian,” I said, each syllable heavy with a lifetime of unspoken words, “I don’t love you anymore.“/
The life drained from his face, leaving behind a mask of pale shock. I repeated softly, “Adrian, I don’t love you anymore.“}
He staggered back a step, his lips trembling. “H… how?” he stammered, his voice cracking. “Madeline, how could you not love me anymore?”
I did not say anything else, just looked at him. Silence filled the space between us.
Adrian slumped back, leaning against the wall, and after a long moment, he covered his face with his hands. The man’s shoulders shook and I seemed to hear him crying.”
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