《Ex-Mate Wants Me Back》全部章節：第 91 章 - 第 100 章

Third Person's POV"Miss Davis, I was the only attending surgeon on-site the night your brother crashed," Seraphina said, her voice a steady, clinical blade. "If I'd waited for another team to mobilize, Rolf wouldn't be 'complicating' right now—he'd be dead. I suggest you remember that.""What's that supposed to mean? Are you putting a curse on my son?"Lillian lost it. She went full hysteric, the "grieved mother" act dissolving into raw, ugly spite. "My son was hanging by a thread and I haven't even settled the score with you yet! Now you're wishing him dead?!"Lillian let out a jagged shriek and lunged at Seraphina.Her face was a distorted mask of manic excitement—she'd finally found a reason to get physical.The double doors to the conference room didn't just open; they were detonated. The sound of heavy oak hitting the wall echoed like a gunshot.A tall, lethal silhouette stepped through the threshold. Mortimer.He looked like he'd flown through a hurricane, his coat rumpled and h

Third Person's POVThe Davis seniors looked like they wanted to crawl into a hole. Seeing their daughter unravel in front of a live global audience was a nightmare they hadn't budgeted for.Connor took a shaky step forward, trying to run damage control. "Mortimer, look, you're getting the wrong idea about Vivian. She's just a mess over Rolf. She posted that video because she was scared his surgeon wasn't up to the task."He paused, testing the air. "Sure, maybe there was a misunderstanding. But those comments online? The 'homewrecker' stuff? Vivian didn't write those. You know she's not like that."Connor was a survivalist.For years, he'd used Vivian's "special status" to bleed the Blade Pack for favors and funding.As long as they didn't cross the line, Mortimer usually looked the other way.But he never expected Mortimer to go nuclear on them in public.He wasn't as delusional as Lillian. He started groveling immediately."Rolf is our only son, Mortimer. When a tragedy like this hit

Third Person's POVSeraphina was bluffing. Mostly.She'd seen the orderly's face last night—the kind of raw, unvarnished terror that didn't come from a simple mistake.If the hospital systems were clean, the leak was in the nursing staff.And an orderly with no history of malpractice has no reason to risk a murder charge to frame a surgeon. Unless someone bought him.And there was only one person in the building with the motive and the bank account to do it.But the look in Vivian's eyes? That wasn't a bluff.That was a confession. Under Seraphina's clinical, soul-piercing gaze, Vivian's composure didn't just crack—it disintegrated."Miss Davis, Rolf is your blood," Seraphina said, her voice dropping into a dangerous, low frequency. "No matter how much you hate me, using your brother's life as a pawn to frame me is a new low. Even for you."Vivian stumbled back like she'd been struck. Her heart was redlining. "What are you talking about?! You're saying I'd kill my own brother just to g

Third Person's POVEven if they hadn't gone public, the high-level inner circle of the Craig Group knew the deal.If someone used this "malpractice" scandal to drag Mortimer into the mud, it would hit the stock price. Hard.To Seraphina, Mortimer's anxiety wasn't a sign of care—it was just a CEO protecting his bottom line."So, for the sake of the market cap," Seraphina said, her voice dropping into a cool, professional register, "you should probably fast-track our divorce. That way, my 'reputation' stops being a liability for your empire."Hearing her push for the split again made Mortimer's face go a lethal shade of ash.Inside him, Barton—the wolf—was losing it. The predator couldn't handle the idea of being discarded.He was clawing at the bars of Mortimer's sanity, desperate to take control and snap at anything that moved.Mortimer glared at her, his eyes full of jagged irony. "What's the rush? You that desperate to go public with that pathetic side-piece of yours?"Seraphina felt

Third Person's POVLillian watched in horror as Vivian stepped onto the jagged glass with her bare feet.Crimson bloomed instantly across the pale carpet.Lillian screamed, throwing her phone onto the bed and lunging to pull her daughter back."Vivian, have you lost your mind?! Connor! Get in here! Look at your daughter!""Mom, it hurts... I'm so guilty. I just want it to end." Vivian's voice was a fractured mess, a desperate, hollow plea. "Let me go... I'm so sorry for what I did to Seraphina..."She was sobbing hysterically—the textbook picture of an emotional collapse triggered by "wolf-soul fracture."But over her mother's shoulder, her eyes were locked on the phone still recording on the bed. A faint, lethal smirk touched the corner of her mouth.Lilian was completely terrified. She said, "Vivian, don't scare me! Is it the wolf-soul fracture again? Don't be afraid, I will take you for treatment right away!"At the Blade's Alpha Villa, Seraphina had returned alone after leaving the