After Dumping the Billionaire, the Genius Surgeon Makes a Powerful Comeback

Chapter 3

Word Count: 634 | Released on: 12/09/2026

na's

a set of exquisite surgical scalpels

aved with a line of fine script: "To my

Inside was my un-submitted certificate of com

stamp. One trip to the post office. And I would have been a full

sband didn't need a surgeon. H

something dormant in my blood-a forgotten pride, a quiet strength. The woma

agreement and began writin

e generated from my personal design and investment work during the marriage would r

e wealth the world assumed I depended on w

ib of the pen hovered over the paper, and a drop of ink

ntie to b

nasty custody battle for a d

ones. But no. Mia was still my daughter. She was young, easily swayed

ast chance. And I woul

nd created a new event. I titled it: "Heartbreak

e number of heartbreaks reached thirty, or the thirty-day limit expired-whichever came first-I would sign the d

t to Mia, a chance for her

r for me, time to

pels, and the certificate back into the drawer. I

idn't return to the cold master bedroom. I went to the guest room nex

wide awake, racing, planning my life afte

ot Xavier's. It was the bright, shadowless light of an op

ir. I am not just

geon who could save

days. I had given that family

han twelve hours to

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Lu Meng Romance

“For five years, I buried my medical degree to be the perfect wife to Xavier and a devoted mother. But on our fifth anniversary, he left me waiting at a cold dinner table to celebrate his sister-in-law Savannah's success, taking our daughter with him. The humiliation only worsened from there. When our daughter had a 103-degree fever, he refused to come home, busy throwing a lavish party for Savannah instead. In front of flashing cameras, my own child publicly declared she wished her talented aunt was her mother, mocking me for being completely useless. "My mommy isn't as good as Auntie at anything. She's too embarrassed to come." Instead of defending me, my husband just smiled and agreed, letting me become the pathetic punchline of their perfect family portrait. Even my father demanded I hand over my late mother's house just to boost Savannah's rising star image. They had no idea that the legendary designer Savannah constantly plagiarized and idolized was actually me. Nor did they know I was a surgical prodigy handpicked by a world-renowned medical titan. The five years of sacrifice I poured into this ungrateful family suddenly felt like a sickening joke. I didn't cry or scream. I simply opened my phone and started a secret countdown of thirty heartbreaks. Then, I unlocked the dusty box holding my surgical scalpels and accepted a position at a top international hospital. It was time to stop being the unwanted Mrs. Harrington and become Dr. Sinclair again.”