My Surgeon Husband's Ultimate Betrayal

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ospital room. Sterling Medical Center was a world away from the familiar, chaoti

t the calle

three times be

as not a question. It was a

ping out into the hushed c

t the hell are you doing, Chloe?" he demanded, his voice tight with fury. "Are

ly. "As of this morning, you are

o knows her case inside and out," he snarled. "Is this about this morn

ft me momentarily speechless. He was trying to gaslight me,

I said, my voice like ice. "She needs a doctor who is

ir! Fronia is

back. "But her illness i

ped, turning menacing. "I'm not coming home tonight, C

me to beg, to plead, to apologize for

," I

. It was the sound of a man whose script had been th

In fact, stay there as long as y

fear. It was from the exhilarating

with a text from an unknown numb

e man, and my mother relies on him so much. It's hard for him to say no when someone is in need. He'

e praise of Jermey's "compassion," the subtle dig that he

make the frantic call, and Jermey would rush to the rescue. Afterwards, there would be the texts, the "apologies," the constant reminders o

essage and bloc

rang aga

d and a

na's number?" he demande

trical sobbing came from

in. "I'm with my mother, who just had open-heart

sick. After everything I did today, after I saved her mother's life, this is how you repay

ointed

colossally unjust, that all I could do

inally managed to say. "That's r

eply. I hung up the p

one who packed his bag for late-night "emergencies" at the Farmers' house. The one who smiled politely when Fronia would call

ved adoration, and the Farmers fed that need with a

hing was even, her face relaxed in sleep. She was safe. She was cared for. And f