Andrew Sterling. He had his hand on the small of her back, a gesture of casual ownership. They move

as now bowing and scraping. "Mr. Sterling, Dr. Miller, I

d calculating, found me. I was still standing the

was pale under the ha

ignoring the guards. I walke

arcasm I didn't know I possessed. "The severe i

erceptible movement, but I saw it. "

ollow sound. "When is the right time

between us. "I think you've caused enoug

my wife," I snarled, l

playing on his lips. "She's the future of Sterling Medical Group.

ert. We've invested. It was all becoming clear. The whispers

it all a lie? The hospital, the doctors, the bills

e to meet my eyes. Her

press is waiting for Dr. Miller. Her interview wit

ending. "You heard him. Dr. Miller is a very important person. She doesn't have time for.

re. This woman, who I thought was lying helpless in a hospital bed, was a celebrated neurosu

he punchline. My heart felt like it was being squeezed in a vise. The nine years we spent tog