In the spacious corridor of the hospital, the sound of high heels hitting the marble floor was crisp and clear. Avery Foster tied her black hair to the back of her head and wore her medical gown. The stethoscope hanging from her neck emitted a cold, metallic luster.
"Doctor Foster, all three operations are scheduled for the afternoon. There will be an academic exchange at 6 PM …" The intern followed closely behind her, methodically explaining the schedule for the day.
"Doctor Foster, the emergency department just sent a patient over. She bled a lot, so you should quickly go take a look," said the young nurse, hurriedly as she ran in.
"Yes." Avery nodded and quickly walked toward the emergency room.
Lying on the bed was a pale-faced woman with disheveled hair. She was crying out in pain.
Beside the sickbed, the man's handmade suit tailored to fit him was wrinkled and dyed bright red, without a trace of embarrassment. He stood there with a calm and composed expression. The outline of his face was as clear as a knife's edge. His thin lips were pursed, and his expression was indifferent to the point that it was almost cold.
Avery hurried over, but when she clearly saw the man's face, she was instantly stunned on the spot, her face turning deathly pale. At this time, the man was also looking at her. After a brief moment of shock, a faint smile appeared in her eyes.
It seemed unfortunate that she was working in this hospital and crossed paths with him.
Avery quickly shifted her gaze and looked at the patient on the bed. When she lifted the corner of the blanket, she saw that the woman's lower body was covered in blood, and her skirt was dyed a bright red.
"The child can no longer be preserved. Prepare for the operation,” Avery said to the nurse. Even she couldn't help but admire her calmness at this moment.
The nurse handed the confirmation of the operation over to the man. He received it and quickly signed the name ‘Blake Anderson’ with the golden pen in his hands.
The operation went on for more than two hours, and the child was drained before she could get to the hospital. All Avery could do was clean the womb and minimize the damage.
After finishing, she walked out of the operating room. She took off her mask and threw it into the treatment box along with her blue surgical gown. She stood there washing her hands when suddenly a deep, magnetic male voice came from behind her. It was a charming voice, but it was mixed with a hint of coldness.
"Aren’t you going to ask me?"
She did not turn her head back because she knew who it was. She had heard this voice for a whole three years.
She washed her hands, dried them under the sterilizer, and turned slowly.
Blake was standing at the door, his tall and straight posture was mostly covered in shadows, his slender fingers were holding onto the cigarette butt, and he was casually exhaling smoke. His handsome face was hidden behind the fog, and the feeling was so hazy that it was almost unreal.
"What about you? Aren’t you gonna explain?" Avery met his deep gaze, easy to be indifferent, and her tone was surprisingly calm. However, the hand hiding behind her back was trembling uncontrollably. She was waiting for his answer. As long as he said he hadn't done anything wrong, she believed him, even if it was a lie.
However, he didn't. His cold silence completely disappointed her.
Blake carried a small-time woman in his arms and openly stepped into the territory of her legal wife. This action was no different from a slap to her face. However, he was even stingy in giving her an explanation.
At the same time, Blake was currently looking at her with narrowed eyes. He really wanted to tear off the indifferent mask on her face. Married for three years, no matter what he did, no matter how much he provoked, her response would always be cold and unfazed. He really doubted if this woman had a heart.
"Avery, do you know what it means if a woman doesn't even have the most basic of jealousy? I really don't know what you think of our marriage. " He threw the cigarette butt that had yet to be completely burnt off onto the ground, stamped it out, and then coldly turned around.
As Avery watched his retreating back, her vision gradually turned blurry with tears. The smile on her lips was bitter as well as sarcastic. Her marriage was to be left alone in a big empty house. Her marriage lasted from hope until despair.
She smiled bitterly, it turned out she was still crying because of this man.
After a while, at her office, a person outside the door symbolically knocked on it a few times. Before she could say 'please enter', the door had already been pushed open and Dina who was dressed in the nurse's uniform walked in, throwing a magazine on the table. It was another boring gossip magazine.
In the recent few issues, the headlines were all about the romantic affairs between the President of Anderson Corporation, Blake Anderson, and the popular model and actress, Feliz Cruz. In this regard, Avery was already used to it.
"Hey, what’s wrong? Are you crying?” Dina saw that Avery’s eyes were red, and there were still some tears on her face that she had not wiped away in time.
"No, it was dust.” Avery lowered her head and vaguely answered.
Dinna shrugged her shoulders, looking disappointed. “Yeah, right. Just continue lying. However, it's easy to deceive others, but it’s difficult to deceive me.”
Avery laughed bitterly and did not say a word. The dull pain in her heart was so clear.
"I heard your man brought you a problem again. That woman just went to the high trunk ward, and it was you who had performed the abortion! Seriously, Avery, are you out of your mind? Why would you help her?” Dina taunted.
Avery picked up the stethoscope and stood up, her gaze as calm as water, "She was brought into the hospital, and I only had a doctor-patient relationship with her. Anything else, you want to say? If none, go check the room for tonight’s operation."
"Wait a moment!" Dina called out to her and passed a test tube to her, "this is Feliz’s embryo specimen."
Avery painfully turned around, tightly biting her lips, and coldly threw out words, "Throw it away." That thing made her feel nauseous just by looking at it.
"Avery, you have to understand this as a married person. If you use this to make DNA, even if you will divorce your husband, you still hold his blood.”
Avery smashed the patient’s case onto the table, and lost control of herself, "I said to throw it away, do you not understand? So, what? Married or divorced, it was never up to me. Even if I got a divorce, even if I was compensated, would money make up for the feelings and youth I'd spent in three years? The more I understand it, the more painful it will be for me.”
Dina was also angry, she threw the test tube in her hand back into the treatment box, "Fine, let me be nosy." With that, she slammed the door and left.Avery's body fell against the hard door, her palms covering her eyes, tears continuously flowing out from the gaps of her fingers.How could the pure Dina understand? If she did that, she would only be bringing about her humiliation. Her wounds were already bleeding profusely, why would she even need to sprinkle salt on them?She’s hurting. She was not as strong as she had imagined.With her condition, there was no way for her to operate, so she took sick leave and returned home early.Her home was a garden house located halfway up the mountain. To be more precise, it was not a home, but a house that Blake bought for her.Her slender body was nestled in the window, quietly gazing at the scenery of the garden. There were no flowers in her garden, only large patches of golden plane trees.She remembers the first time she stood here, poin
"What's wrong?" A deep male voice came from the top of her head. There was a hint of impatience in its tone. It was obvious that he had been woken up.Blake frowned as he looked at the mess on the ground. Fresh blood was dripping down the white marble floor. Avery was curled up on the ground, looking pitiful. “Injured?” he asked."None of your business." Her tone was somewhat sharp.He suddenly snorted, his palm plastered against her round chin, not allowing her to avoid his gaze.Avery’s eyes were filled with tears. She was bright and beautiful to the point that it made one's heart palpitate."Tell me, what are you crying for?" He narrowed his eyes, his breath warm on her pale cheeks."My hand hurts." She bit her lips and continued avoiding his sight. Blake’s profound eyes penetrated the depths of human nature, and it even made her feel a little afraid.She pushed him away and stumbled into the kitchen. After rummaging through the cabinets, she finally found the medicine box. She sat
Without making any arrangements for the operation, Avery stayed in the office for the whole afternoon. Unknowingly, it had already started getting dark outside the window.She suddenly remembered that Blake asked her to accompany him to the banquet. She hurriedly stood up, and her vision suddenly turned black. After staggering for a few steps, she managed to stabilize herself.She ignored breakfast. She didn't even eat lunch. Her head felt heavy, her stomach throbbed, and so did her heart. She took out her phone and called Blake.The phone rang many times before answering. A familiar, low, magnetic voice came from the other end. "What is it?" he asked."I, I might not be able to accompany you to the banquet."There was a brief silence, then the sound of the air currents filled both ends of the microphone. “And the reason?""I'm not feeling well."He was silent again. Then, he gave an emotionless "Okay" and hung up the phone.A beeping sound came from the phone. Avery looked at it in a
Separated by a door, in the darkness, Blake leaned against the living room's sofa and lit up a cigarette with his fingertip. He frowned as he smoked. There was a trace of melancholy between his brows. His pair of starry eyes that were as deep as the sea hid too many worries.The next morning, the sky was bright.Avery crawled up from the bed, her body aching in pain. The silk covering her body slipped and revealed her naked body. A large part of the skin on her chest was covered in blue kisses.The room was empty. The silence was suffocating. She hugged the blanket on her body tightly and revealed a mocking smile from the corner of her mouth.He was rather carefree.Many times, Zhan Yan felt that she was no different from a prostitute, but a prostitute had a price, she could only let him sleep for free.Avery put on her clothes and got off the bed, then walked into the kitchen with a pair of cloth slippers. She rummaged through the medicine cabinet, poured two yellow pills into her mo
“Oh, I almost didn’t recognize you. So it's Miss Foster. Why, are you here? To see a doctor? Is it an infectious disease or a venereal disease?” Dina blocked in front of Avery and mocked and ridiculed Willa.Willa’s expression immediately changed, pointing at Dina, she cursed, "Watch your mouth, who do you think you are? Isn't you the Gomez family's illegitimate daughter?”"An illegitimate daughter is better than you, a crappy bitch." Dina placed her hands on her hips, showing no fear.Dina was famous for her ferocity, so Willa was naturally not her match."You, you …" Willa was so angry that her entire body was trembling, but she could not utter a single word."Alright, Willa. Don't lower yourself to the same level as that shrew. Be careful of your fetus." The girl at the side tugged on Willa’s arm.Willa stroked her lengthy hair, her hand gently caressing her lower abdomen, as she boasted, "Avery, I forgot to tell you. I'm pregnant.”"Is that so? Congratulations,” Avery replied blan
Blake sat alone on the sofa at the side. His slender legs naturally crossed each other, and his handsome face was hidden in the darkness, giving off a strange oppressive feeling, as if this man was born to be a king.The phone on the table suddenly buzzed, and the screen lit up with the name 'Angie’.A trace of impatience appeared between his brows. The next moment, he grabbed the phone from the table and threw it into the goblet, letting out a crisp clink. He narrowed his eyes and watched as the red wine flooded the phone, gradually turning the glossy screen into darkness."You accompanied Angie for three years, and she finally started to force a marriage? You're not really going to get a divorce for her, are you? Your father-in-law is not someone to be trifled with.” At the side, Trevor spoke in a teasing tone."Don't worry about me, just mind yourself first. Hurry up and deal with Feliz’s matters, don't give me any trouble." Blake’s clear and low voice was filled with a domineering
"Mom, today is a happy day. Don't let others who aren't related to you feel awful. I'll accompany you for a few rounds."Tammy instructed the maids at home to set up the table, and she sit by the table with her mother in her arms. She was the eldest daughter, the one who had always been the best at coaxing Eva Anderson.Eva, Tammy, Susana, Jace, and her wife just happened to be sitting together at the table. Angie was placed elegantly at the side, gracefully sitting on the leather sofa in the living room."Avery, when do you and Blake plan to have children?" Eva touched her badge and said without any warning."Huh?" Avery’s thoughts could not keep up with the rhythm of the scenario."You’ve been married for three years, yet there's no progress. Isn't she working in the hospital? Since she's free, she's going to check if there's anything wrong with her body.""Oh,” Avery replied perfunctorily, she touched his card and without looking at it, she threw it out."Yes, Thirteen. Kill them a
It was a dark and gloomy day. At that time, he was waiting outside Angie’s house day and night, but there was no news of her. Then, after many years, on the day of his marriage with Avery, she returned with a body riddled with scars.Eva sat on the sofa with a cold expression. Tammy pulled the corner of his clothes and asked in a low voice, "What exactly happened to you two? Avery drove away. ""Which way did she go? I'll go find her. " Blake frowned, he picked up the car keys and ran out, completely ignoring his mother's complaints.The sky gradually darkened as neon lights flashed on both sides of the road. Blake’s car drove very fast, and finally found Avery’s little beetle at the end of the road. The car crashed into a tree branch, and the window of the car shattered. His heart was thumping hard, he stepped on the throttle and parked the car, then got off the car in a hurry to check.The door to the car was opened, but there was no one inside, while Avery was curled up, sitting un