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Chapter 3

Word Count: 1125    |    Released on: 10/07/2025

t, physical reminder of the deeper wound. I drove myself to the ne

he was cleaning the wound, a sudden, crippling cramp seized

was the same pain I had f

a doctor," I gasped to th

ed was being wheeled into an emergency room, the bri

al bed, an IV drip in my good arm

d?" I asked,

gently. "A complication from a previous miscarriage. It' s

ncy conta

aled his number. He answ

ied. Why did you ju

"I' m in the hospital. The emergenc

line, whining. "Mark, my foot is really starting to swell up.

. "Sarah, can this wait? Lisa needs me. He

the emergency room with a life-threatening infe

had refused to leave my side. He spoon-fed me soup, checked my temperature every hour, an

n was a

voice rising in hysteria. "The doctor sa

d my assistant, Michael, to check on you. I have t

y fear. Prioritizing her ridiculous per

, the fight leaving me complet

ng dark around the edges. I was al

me into my room. "Ms. Mil

thought he had come. But it was Michael, h

nt me. He' s... tied up at th

Mark himself walked in. H

sn' t w

I said to the nurse, my voice weak. T

those to me," he said to

"Sir, these are for Ms. Mill

atching the bottle from her hand. "H

The doctor interce

h you. Your wife' s condition is critical. The infection is spreading. W

emed to be listening, but his

ut I have to go. Lisa is waiting for me." He glance

ed silence. The doctor and nurse stared after h

s something else. The infection... it was caused by retained tissue from a D&C pr

mach. He knew. The doc

. "It' s left you with severe scarring. The hysterectomy is unavoid

I hadn' t even realized I still dreamed of. I was losing everythi

nd pulled out a small, worn teddy bear, the one I had bought the day I found out I was pre

own the hall, laughing and talking on the phone. Mark was with her, no doubt. D

ery when a commotion erupted outside my room. A

t me. "That' s the homewrecker! Trying to steal

as too weak to defend myself, too broken to even speak.

ushing through the crowd.

formidable presence. For a split second, I thought

e, his face a grim mask, letting their

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