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After being transferred to the city hospital, Scotty underwent surgery to clean the wound.

The amputation site became infected repeatedly, tormenting him for more than half a month. By the time he was finally able to walk on crutches, his superiors' investigation team had arrived as well.

Someone had reported him for abusing his authority during the earthquake rescue—providing unauthorized shelter to those who weren't disaster victims and using public medical resources to benefit personal acqu
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  • Special Treatment for Her, Not His Wife   Chapter 9

    After being transferred to the city hospital, Scotty underwent surgery to clean the wound.The amputation site became infected repeatedly, tormenting him for more than half a month. By the time he was finally able to walk on crutches, his superiors' investigation team had arrived as well.Someone had reported him for abusing his authority during the earthquake rescue—providing unauthorized shelter to those who weren't disaster victims and using public medical resources to benefit personal acquaintances.The evidence was overwhelming. The hot water, hot meals, the dedicated doctor, and the priority placement of Maelyn's family in the tent—every bit of it had been forcibly arranged by Scotty using his authority and personal connections.The day the investigation concluded, Scotty sat alone in his hospital room, staring at the notice he'd received on his phone.He'd been demoted, issued a major disciplinary sanction, and removed from active duty.He stared at the words for a long ti

  • Special Treatment for Her, Not His Wife   Chapter 8

    Once the painkillers wore off, the agony left Scotty drenched in cold sweat. He gripped the bedsheets so tightly that his knuckles turned white.Over and over, his mind replayed that split second—how he'd thrown himself at Maelyn, and how she'd shoved him into danger instead.He'd traded one of his legs for her life. Yet, she'd just turned around, taken her entire family, and left without leaving so much as an apology behind.…In the middle of the night, as the tent grew quiet, Scotty lay there alone. His amputated leg began to throb so badly that he didn't even dare to roll over. Sweat soaked his pillowcase until it clung to his face.He reached for his phone on the bedside table. The screen lit up, revealing the messages he'd sent me."Where did you guys go?""Don't be childish, Kenzie.""Not replying? Fine. Think carefully about what you're doing."He read through them one by one. It was like reading something written by a complete stranger. He'd been so certain back then

  • Special Treatment for Her, Not His Wife   Chapter 7

    Scotty's voice was hoarse, heavy with the exhaustion of several sleepless days."Mae, Kenzie left on her own. I couldn't stop her. I've already given you everything I possibly could—hot water, hot meals, and a dedicated doctor. Every bit of that came from me calling in favors. And now that my superiors are holding me accountable, what am I supposed to do?"Tears immediately streamed down Maelyn's face."You're yelling at me? You've never yelled at me before, Scotty, and now you're yelling at me because of Kenzie?"Scotty closed his eyes and drew a long, weary breath. He remembered the Maelyn he'd met back in college. She wore her hair in a ponytail, and her eyes would crinkle and sparkle when she'd smile. She'd trail behind him and call him "Scotty" in that sweet voice of hers.But now, her hysterical behavior only filled him with disgust and a sense of unfamiliarity.He suddenly thought about Kenzie, the woman who had always silently stood by his side all these years. Without

  • Special Treatment for Her, Not His Wife   Chapter 6

    I clenched my fists, then slowly relaxed them.Next to me, Dad whispered, "Kenzie… are you really going to get a divorce?""Yeah." I grabbed his arm to support him. "Dad, I can't carry you, but you have to come with me."The uncertainty clouding his eyes stirred for a moment before settling into a quiet determination. He nodded, his tone firm as he said, "Let's go."When we walked out of the hospital's side door, a pickup truck loaded with relief supplies was right outside. The driver was Sam Bevins, the man who'd given us a ride the night before.He flashed me a big grin when he spotted me."Hey! How's your little sister doing?""She's okay now. Where are you headed, Sam?""North. They just cleared an emergency access road, and I'm hauling supplies to the next town."He patted the side of the truck. "Want to hop in?"I turned around to look at Dad. He had scooped Poppy off the hospital bed and wrapped her in a thin blanket. Her face was still pale, but her breathing was st

  • Special Treatment for Her, Not His Wife   Chapter 5

    I turned off my phone screen and shoved it into my pocket.A moment later, it started vibrating wildly. Scotty's name flashed across the screen, but I didn't answer. It continued vibrating for several seconds before the call disconnected automatically.Then it rang again, disconnected again, and rang again.Awoken by the noise, Dad lifted his head and looked at me groggily."Is that… him?" he asked, his voice rough like sandpaper.I shook my head and answered flatly, "No. Just a telemarketer."Dad glanced at me, but he didn't press the matter.By the time the sky was completely bright, hurried footsteps echoed from the stairwell.A group of seven or eight people wearing camouflage uniforms marched forward, their combat boots pounding against the concrete floor. The thudding sounds sent vibrations echoing down the entire hallway.It was Scotty.Two medics followed behind him, carrying emergency bags. They were accompanied by a doctor in a white coat who was panting heavily, cl

  • Special Treatment for Her, Not His Wife   Chapter 4

    That night, Poppy suddenly started talking deliriously. Her entire body burned hot, feeling like a branding iron pressed against my arms. Her tiny face was flushed red, and her lips fluttered weakly."Kenz, I'm so cold…"Dad jolted awake. He rushed over and pressed the back of his hand against her forehead. His face instantly drained of color."This is bad! Her fever is too high."He picked Poppy up, adjusted her weight in his arms, then turned and started toward the temporary shelters.I grabbed the corner of his jacket. "Dad, where are you going?""I'm going to find Scotty," he answered, not even turning around. "Poppy won't make it until tomorrow like this. She needs a doctor right now."I wanted to follow him, but my legs buckled beneath me, and I nearly fell. By the time I steadied myself and looked up again, Dad was already more than 50 feet away, with Poppy on his back.His voice drifted back through the cold night wind, trembling with tears."I'll go beg him. Don't mov

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