All Chapters of The Surgeon’s Revenge Deal: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

GwenI woke up with a groan, my back screaming in protest.The hospital chair was hard and unforgiving. I had fallen asleep sitting upright, my head tilted at an awkward angle against the edge of Alex’s bed. My neck was stiff, my spine felt like it had been twisted into knots, and every small movement sent sharp pain shooting through my lower back. I winced, rubbing the sore spot as I slowly straightened up.A low morning light filtered through the blinds, giving it the vibe like it was going to rain later that day. The room was quiet except for the steady beep of the heart monitor. I blinked a few times, trying to shake off the fog of sleep, and turned my head toward the bed.Alex was still asleep.He looked peaceful. Like a child. His face was relaxed, the usual sharp lines softened in sleep. The bruises on his cheek and jaw looked darker in the daylight, but his breathing was even and stabilised. His dark cocoa hair fell across his forehead, and his lips were slightly parted. He l

Gwen“Kai? What the hell are you doing here?” I jerked in surprise as I turned to come face to face with Alex's cousin. What was it with me meeting up with people that should stay in the goddamn past?He stood solidly behind me, sparing me a small smile, before turning around to face the assaulter. “You heard the lady. She told you no.” His friendly face morphed into one filled with disgust and slight irritation. The man seemed to recognise who he was and backed off with his arms raised in rebuttal. I sighed in relief as he left then turned to face the new intruder. How the hell was he here all the way in Alabama? In all cases of coincidences, this was the smallest. He seemed to notice the curiosity on my face and addressed me with a smirk that unconsciously reminded me of a similar smile that annoyed me to no end. This did nothing but irritate me. It seemed as though he knew something I didn't and it irked me.I stared at him for a long moment, trying to process everything.Alex

GwenI couldn’t stop thinking about the girl I had seen at Alex’s apartment that morning.She had been stunning. Tall, with long dark hair and a confident stride that made her look like she belonged in his world. The kind of woman who turned heads without trying. The kind of woman who probably never had to fight for attention or prove her worth.She had called him ‘Honey’ and he seemed so close to her. Was this another fiancee? Or another girl who had gotten trapped in his lies like me.I hated how much it hurt. I hated myself even more for caring.He had such a bombshell by his side. And he was still sending subtle signs to me. I had warned him strictly to stay away from me.I was done with the back and forth and the confusion. I was not going to be a sulking idiot anymore. “Oh you’re back earl–”Rosa’s excitement died the moment she set eyes on my face. I must have looked like a brewing storm of incoming tears. I had managed to keep the tears from falling but the moment I saw the p

Alex“Do you like me, Alex?”I stood frozen in the hallway, staring at her. Her eyes were wide and vulnerable, but there was a stubborn determination in them I took a step closer, ignoring the sharp pull in my chest. My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. The hallway suddenly felt too small, the air too condensed. All I could see was her messy hair, tired eyes, and the soft green dress that highlighted her soft milky skin. “Yes,” I said, my voice low and rough. “Yes, I like you. So much that I’m beginning to think I’m crazy.”Her eyes widened, lips parting in surprise. I didn’t stop. The words had been building for too long.“I like how intoxicated you make me feel,” I continued, taking another step. “Like the world tilts when you’re near me. Like I can’t think straight when you smile. I like you, Gwen. All of you. The way you fight for what you want. The way you’re strong even when you’re hurting. The way you look at me like I matter even when I don’t deserve i

GwenI barely remembered the drive to Memorial Land Hospital.My hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white. Tears kept blurring my vision, but I kept wiping them away furiously, whispering the same prayer over and over again under my breath.“Please God, don’t take her. Please let her be okay. Please…”Every red light stop felt like torture. Every slow driver in front of me made me want to scream and curse them. My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. The joy from dinner with Alex and his family felt like it had happened in another lifetime.When I finally burst through the hospital doors, I was a mess, hair wild, eyes swollen, dress still wrinkled from the evening out.“Excuse me!” I gasped, rushing to the nurses’ station. “My mother… there was a car accident. Her name is–”Before I could finish, a doctor in scrubs approached me, his expression grim.“Are you her Gwendolyn Evelyn?” he asked gently.I nodded frantically. “Yes. Gwen. Please,