The Unwanted Wife Is A Medical Genius

tan rain had stopped, leavin

eet into a warm, bustling cafe.

h's sharp eyes immediately noticed Elinor's pal

. She placed her small overnigh

hell," Farrah

own at the wooden table. "Gavin i

e cup down. The dark liq

al heads turned toward their booth. "And that mani

r table carrying a tray o

ns suddenly overwhelmed Elinor's senses. It hit

her mouth. Her face turned a sickly shade

ck of napkins. "Hey, hey, ar

swallowing back the bile. She took

ispered, her eyes wide with sud

replaced by clinical sharpness. She immediately stood u

ht to the nearby hospita

om. The smell of antiseptic made her stomach churn ag

Elinor into a back room for a b

ctor walked in. He handed El

" the doctor said. "You are

at the supplementary rapid test attac

d in her ears. She pressed a han

pped and looked at Elinor. "Are you

er head. Her jaw set

s mine alone. He

d it deep into the zippered pocket of her

pare that morning. The standard divorce agreement she signed last night wasn't enough to permanently block the forced asset transfer; she n

h offered, pointing to the manila en

ed. "I need to hand

hospital to the towering Corbett

ed into the expansive marble lobby. The ceilings were impossi

r arriving in a simple trench coat, her face pale and completely devoid of the

nt desk. She pulled the s

er, a sharp, melodic voice

? Is th

Her grip on the envelo

designer beige trench coat. Her hair was perfectly

nned Elinor's simple, non-designer outfit,

floral perfume hit Elinor's nose. It was identi