All Chapters of Surgeon's Revenge: From Ex Wife To Country's Best Doctor : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Scarlett's POV I woke up before my alarm.Spencer was still asleep, one arm thrown over his eyes, breathing slow and even. I lay there for a second just looking at the ceiling. The room felt different having someone sleep like this beside me. That hadn't happened in ten years.I slipped out carefully making sure he didn't wake up.I found my robe, tied it, stood at the door for half a second looking back at him in the grey morning light, and walked out.The kitchen was still dark when I got there. I put the coffee on and stood at the counter listening to it brew and tried to figure out what I was actually feeling. Which honestly I had no idea yet. I did know that I felt like myself in awhile.I poured a mug and sat at the table and looked at the garden.Spencer appeared in the doorway. His shirt from last night. He looked at me.We didn't say anything for a minute. "Hey," he broke the silence."Hey." I said awkwardly."You okay?" He asked."Yeah," I said. "I think I actually am."We

Nicholas's POV Aiden kept talking.I could hear him, though it was muffled, he said something about Coach Peters and a rematch and whether the trip counted as a real vacation or just a very long boat trip. Valeria was correcting him about something. The words were reaching me but none of them were landing.All I could think about was Spencer Ashford sitting in that kitchen this morning.Already there when Aiden woke up. Sitting at her table, drinking her coffee, in her apartment at whatever hour the morning started in this house. Like it was normal. Like it had always been normal and he was in her room.I turned my mug on the table and looked at the garden plan, looked at Aiden's sketch on the napkin, trying to follow the conversation and kept losing the thread of it every time my mind went back to the same place.Him staying sleep over in her room and Aiden said it so casually like it was just another thing Uncle Spence did. Another way Spencer was already woven into every corner of

Chapter 37:Scarlett's POV I closed the door and stood there.The hallway was empty. I stood with my back against the door and my heart pounding slightly in my chest.I stayed like that for ten seconds, then I heard Aiden's voice from down the hall.I pushed off the door and went back inside.Spencer was at the stove when I walked in. He looked up when he heard me. Read my face the way he always did, quick and quiet, and looked back at the pot without saying anything.Aiden was at the table already, sketchbook open, pen moving, not looking up. "What took so long?""Just saying goodbye," I said."He's coming Wednesday though right?" He asked."Yeah he said." I replied."That's good." He added something to the drawing. "Because I told Lukas."I stopped. "You told Lukas?""I tell Lukas everything, Mom," He said. "that's the whole point of a best friend...""What exactly did you tell him?" I tilted my head.He looked up. "Just that my dad was back and that he's tall." A pause. "And that

Scarlett's POV Spencer was already up when I came out of my room the next morning.He was at the stove, coffee on, doing the exact things he always did in the exact order he always did them and if I hadn't known him for ten years I might have believed nothing was different.But I knew him."Good morning," I said."Morning." He didn't turn around.I went to the cabinet and got a mug. Stood beside him at the counter. He moved slightly to give me space, not much though.Aiden came in before either of us had to figure out what to say next."Is there toast?" He was still half asleep, one eye barely open."Bread's in the box," Spencer said."Can you make it?" He asked."You know how toast works.""I know how it works." Aiden leaned against the doorframe. "I just don't have the energy for it right now.""Then you don't want toast that badly." Spencer's voice was sharp.Aiden stared at him for a second, then he looked at me."He's in a bad mood," he said quietly."I'm right here," Spencer sa

Spencer's POV I dropped the kids at school at eight fifteen.Aiden got out of the car and then immediately got back in because he'd forgotten his sketchbook, then he got out again and remembered he'd left his water bottle. Third time he actually made it to the gate. He turned around and waved at me from the entrance with both arms like I was seeing him off on a ship.I waited until he disappeared through the door.Valeria had gotten out cleanly on the first try, the way she always did. She'd paused at the door though, turned back, and looked at me through the windshield for a second.I gave her a nod.She nodded back and went in.I sat in the car for a moment after. The street outside the school was doing its morning thing, other parents pulling away, a teacher propping the main door open, just an ordinary Tuesday. I put the car in drive and pulled out and told myself the tight feeling in my chest was just the morning.My office was on the fourteenth floor of a building. Floor to cei