All Chapters of The Surgeon’s Revenge Deal: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Gwen's Pov“Sheesh, it’s chilly in here.” A willowy young woman with short brunette hair came to perch on the bench beside me with no further introduction. At first glance, she seemed a bit older than the rest of the students I had met, and I wondered if she might be in a situation as peculiar as mine. Her gentle fabric softener scent tickled my nose, but it was rather pleasant and helped me relax. I didn’t know what to say, so I just smiled at her and turned my eyes toward the front of the class.It was almost 11am, time for the first class. The lecturer had never made it late and was usually here right on the dot. I shifted in my seat, trying to focus on the notebook in front of me. For the past few months, I had been doing everything possible to live a normal life again. To forget him. Alex. The man who had turned my world upside down and left it in pieces. After the scandal and the messy fallout, I threw myself into my studies with everything I had. I changed my routines, avoid

Gwen's PovMy finger hovered over the send button, trembling slightly.The email was perfect. Professional, cold, nothing more than a simple list of names, IDs, and contacts. But the second I hit send, I would be opening a door I had fought so hard to slam shut. Alex would have my email. He could reach me anytime. And even though I had blocked him everywhere else for the past year, a small, stupid part of me still wondered if he had ever tried reaching me.Why does that even matter?I squeezed my eyes shut for a second. My brain kept skipping over the most important details, the ones that should have made this easy. A year ago, when I finally gathered the courage to leave, the universe had noticed my hesitation and shoved me off the edge without mercy.I had been traced. Kidnapped right off the street in broad daylight. Blindfolded, terrified, and forced to listen to a distorted voice deliver deadly threats: ‘Stay away. Disappear. Or next time, we won’t let you go.’ They never said wh

Gwen's PovThe email was open on my screen before I could talk myself out of it.Thank you for the student list. –Dr. Alexander ThorneThat was it. Five words. Polite. Professional. Cold as ice.I stared at it for a full minute, waiting for something more, an explanation, an apology, even a stupid emoji. Nothing. I let out a bitter laugh that echoed in my quiet apartment. Why did you expect anything else, Gwen? He had made it crystal clear a year ago that I was nothing but a temporary distraction. Of course he wasn’t going to suddenly pour his heart out over email.I tossed my phone onto the nightstand and flopped back onto the bed, pulling the covers over my head. The day kept replaying in my mind like a bad movie on repeat: Alex at the front of the lecture hall, the way my body still reacted to his voice, Nelson’s hopeful smile, the humiliating elevator moment, and now this neighbour bombshell.Sleep refused to come. I tossed and turned for hours, checking the clock every twenty m

Gwen's Pov“You!” Elena hissed, her perfectly arched brows shooting up in disbelief. Her voice was low, but venom dripped from every syllable. The restroom door swung shut behind me, trapping us in the small hallway that led back to the food court.My heart slammed against my ribs. Of all the people in this city, why her? Why now?I stepped back quickly, raising my hands. “Sorry. I didn’t see you.” My voice came out without shaking. But inside, my mind was screaming. Not today. Please, not today.She stared at me like I was a ghost that had crawled out of her worst nightmare. For a second, something almost like satisfaction flickered across her face, the look of someone who had just found an old enemy still breathing.I tried to sidestep her. “Excuse me.”But she shifted with me, blocking my path. Her heels clicked sharply on the tile. “You’ve got some nerve showing your face around here.”I swallowed hard, the burger and milkshake suddenly sitting like lead in my stomach. My past al

Gwen's PovI dragged myself back to the apartment building like a zombie. Every step felt like I wore iron boots weighing five tons each. The encounter with Elena, the weird tension with Alex and Nelson, the constant feeling of being watched by my own past, it all sat on my shoulders like a sack of onions.By the time I locked my door behind me, I was bone-tired and completely disconcerted. The day had been too much. I kicked off my shoes, dropped my bag on the floor, and collapsed onto the couch. For a long minute, I just stared at the ceiling, replaying Elena’s screamed accusation in my head.You wanted to kill my baby. Again.What the hell did that even mean?I reached for my phone and opened my messages, thumb hovering over my best friend’s name. I really wished she was here. Just one hug, one glass of wine, and her loud, no-filter comfort would have helped. But she was halfway across the world for work, and the time difference made it impossible. She’d be fast asleep right now.“