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My Doctor Ex-Husband Kneeled and Begged Me Back Chapter 10
Vivian's trial lasted three days.The courtroom gallery was packed. The first row was press. In the second row sat the driver of Daniel's car. In the third sat the bakery clerk from the ground floor of Grandview Mall — the one who had read "Happy Birthday, Sis" aloud for Daniel.The verdict was delivered in open court.First-degree murder. Sentenced to death.When Vivian heard the verdict from the defendant's stand, the left side of her face seized. From brow to jawline, the entire half convulsed — her mouth wrenched to one side, saliva dripping from the corner of her lips onto the orange jumpsuit.Her meningioma had doubled in size over the past four months. It was now compressing the main trunk of the facial nerve.As the bailiffs led her out, her legs buckled. She collapsed to her knees in the gallery aisle, palms braced on the floor, forehead pressed to the tile."Please... let Dr. S operate on me... I don't want to die in here..."No one answered.The bailiffs lifted her and dragg
My Doctor Ex-Husband Kneeled and Begged Me Back Chapter 9
After the State Attorney General accepted the case, investigators retrieved the full processing records for Daniel Holloway's remains from the Pathology Department.The records showed that the body had undergone complete destructive autopsy within two hours of transfer to Pathology. The only signature on the autopsy authorization was Ethan Sterling's, bearing the director's signature.But a duty nurse in Pathology had preserved one thing.Before the procedure began, she had secretly photographed the wound on the back of Daniel's skull with her phone. The resolution was sufficient for forensic comparison.The direction of force at the wound site: horizontal push.Compared to the vertical force pattern of an accidental fall, the angular deviation was sixty-seven degrees.The Attorney General filed charges with the Ashton District Court. The indictment: abuse of authority, forgery of a forensic report, harboring a homicide suspect, and illegal destruction of human remains.On the day the
My Doctor Ex-Husband Kneeled and Begged Me Back Chapter 8
Three days after the signing ceremony.Ashton received the first major downpour of the winter.Ethan stood outside the front entrance of the Continental Hotel, holding Lily's hand.Lily's right eye was wrapped in gauze. Her left eye's vision had deteriorated to 20/1000. She couldn't make out the revolving door in front of her, her hand groping blindly through the air until her fingers found the metal frame.Ethan held her hand. The two of them stood in the rain. He had no umbrella.Rain streamed through his hair, pooled in his eye sockets, and ran down into his shirt collar. His trouser knees were caked with grime — before arriving, he had knelt on the concrete of the hotel parking garage for forty minutes, blocked by security, before being turned away.Later, when the guards changed shifts, he and Lily slipped in through the service entrance.He knelt on the front steps. Lily stood beside him, her gauze soaked through by the rain, plastered to her eye socket.Twenty minutes later, the
My Doctor Ex-Husband Kneeled and Begged Me Back Chapter 7
One year later.On the exterior wall of Sterling Medical's outpatient building, the second letter of the gilded "STERLING" sign had come loose, hanging at an angle. No one had fixed it. Daily patient volume had dropped from three thousand to four hundred. The three ECMO machines in the ICU had been sealed with creditor notices.In November, the Sterling Medical board of directors issued a final ultimatum: if world-class medical talent were not secured by year's end to restore the brand, they would initiate bankruptcy and liquidation.There was one hope.Dr. S.The most celebrated surgeon in international medicine over the past three years. No one had seen a clear photograph of her face — every published image showed only a profile: surgical cap pulled low, mask covering the lower half of her face, the visible eyes calm and ageless.Her surgical record was public knowledge: a 97 percent survival rate for skull-base tumor resections, a 100 percent success rate for brachial plexus reconst
My Doctor Ex-Husband Kneeled and Begged Me Back Chapter 6
The search and rescue operation lasted fifteen days.The Ashton Fire Department deployed two underwater rescue teams, combing the river downstream from the estate for twenty-five miles. On the ninth day, they recovered a woman's jacket near a downstream dam — dark gray, the right side from armpit to waist caked with dried blood, the fabric bleached white from soaking.On the twelfth day, a prescription painkiller bottle was found wedged in the rocks further downstream. The cap bore bite marks. Forensics extracted and matched them — they were mine.On the fifteenth day, authorities issued the search report. Conclusion: Given the current velocity at the point of entry, water temperature, severity of injuries, and the absence of any signs of survival after sustained search efforts, the probability of survival was estimated at less than three percent.Ethan refused to sign the presumption-of-death certificate.He tore the search report in half, rising from his chair so forcefully it topple
My Doctor Ex-Husband Kneeled and Begged Me Back Chapter 5
The fall lasted less than two seconds.My body crashed through the rain awning over the estate's backyard. The aluminum frame buckled in half and plunged into the river beyond the wall.The instant I hit the water, the broken rib on my right side punctured my pleura. My mouth was still open — river water flooded my trachea.Underwater, I couldn't see a thing.The current swept east. My body was dragged along. The back of my head struck a submerged rock, and I lost consciousness twice.The third time I came to, someone had seized my wrist.One hand. Strong. It hauled me out of the water. The edge of a deck pressed against my chest, and someone flipped me over and began chest compressions. River water surged out of my mouth, mixed with blood."Dr. Holloway, it's me. Julian."I pried open my right eye. The left was glued shut with blood.A white private yacht. Three men in black tactical gear stood on the deck. The man crouching in front of me wore a gray overcoat, sleeves rolled to the e
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