Divorced And Reborn: The Masked Doctor's Return

Chapter 4

Word Count: 618 | Released on: 14/05/2026

d back, dodging his fi

tween them. Her heart is a frantic bird trapped in h

snaps, her European accent thick with icy auth

second. He stares at her, slightly tak

ld have flinched and apologized. This woman is pure, arrogant steel

d and sneers. "J

liner and sits down, leaning his

t a set of neuro-sensor patches. The smell of his cedar cologne hits her

e reaches out to place the

cidentally brushes th

iolent jolt of electricity shoots th

s out. His fingers wrap around her wrist like

de with a sudden, raw confusion. A flash of something wild and

her arm away, but he ho

ak, but a piercing, high-pitc

aterina's lab coat. The emergen

olently twist her wrist out of his grip. She takes

st," she lies smoothly, her voice urgent. She throws the s

blocking her path to the door. "You

p into the doorway

yed me, the International Medical Consortium will ensure you neve

his men to grab her when his private ce

e answers it, his eyes never l

ysterical, bleeding through the phone speaker.

's face. The mystery of the

. He shoves past Katerina, sprinting out t

h, sweat beading on her forehe

ips off the white lab coat, shoving it into a trash can. She pulls off the

ht for the underground VIP parking garage. She nee

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“I was eight months pregnant, waiting on the sofa for my billionaire husband to come home. But when the heavy oak doors opened, Cayden threw a fake DNA test on the glass table, showing a zero percent probability of paternity. He accused me of carrying another man's bastard. I cried and begged, swearing I was framed by his childhood friend, Carmella. He didn't listen. Instead, he ordered his massive bodyguards to pin me down while a private doctor forced an abortion pill down my throat. "The Merritt family does not raise bastards. Get rid of it." He forced me to sign divorce papers and ordered his men to throw me out into the freezing storm. Before I was dragged away, I desperately told him the truth: I was the anonymous donor who gave him a kidney to save his life three years ago. He just sneered, saying Carmella had the surgical scar to prove she was the donor, and kicked me out to die. Lying in the freezing rain, vomiting up the half-dissolved poison to save my baby, I didn't understand how the man I loved could be so completely blind. How could he let that woman steal my kidney, my marriage, and murder his own flesh and blood? Five years later, I returned to New York not as his pathetic discarded wife, but as a top-tier medical fixer for the global elite. And my genius five-year-old son has already infiltrated his mansion, ready to tear his empire apart from the inside.”