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The Surgeon's Betrayal: A Wife's Revenge Novel Cover

The Surgeon's Betrayal: A Wife's Revenge

After three years in a mental hospital where my husband, Arthur, had me committed, I finally escaped. I went straight to my mother's grave-the mother who had given him her own kidney to save his life. But her headstone was gone. In its place was a memorial for a dog named Princess Fluffykins. My husband had replaced her with his mistress's pet. When I confronted him, he and his new woman, Blaire, destroyed my reputation online, costing me every job offer. Then, during a critical heart surgery, Arthur-my surgeon-walked out, leaving me to die on the table because Blaire called with a fake emergency. He left me to die, just as he had abandoned my mother in her final hours. The man I had given everything to had tried to murder me. But I didn't die. My childhood friend, Joel, burst in and saved me. When Arthur returned, begging for forgiveness, I looked him in the eye and delivered the lie that would become my truth. "I always loved Joel. You were just a distraction."
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Chapter 6

"He's always been mine, Alexandra," Blaire sneered, her hand still pressed against my stomach. "Even when he was with you. Even when he was kneeling at your mother's deathbed, pretending to care, his heart was with me. He just didn't know it yet."

I stared at her, my mind numb. "Get out," I said, my voice barely a whisper. My hands trembled, not from fear, but from a profound weariness. "Just… get out. I'll divorce him. You win. Just leave me alone."

Blaire' s eyes flashed with something akin to rage. "You think it's that easy? You think I haven't been fighting for years? Why won't he just divorce you, Alex? Why does he keep you dangling, like some broken toy?" She lunged, her hand swinging wildly. Her knuckles scraped against my temple, sending a fresh wave of dizziness through my already reeling head. I stumbled back, hitting the wall.

I felt nothing. No pain, no anger. Just an overwhelming urge for her to disappear. "Your problems with Arthur are not my problems, Blaire," I said, my voice flat. "I'm done. With both of you."

"Done?" Her eyes narrowed. "You think you can just walk away? You think you're still better than me? The high-and-mighty CEO who lost everything?" She pulled out her phone, her fingers flying. "You think I haven't heard Arthur complain about you? About your mother?" A cruel smile twisted her lips. "Listen to this."

She tapped her screen. Arthur' s voice, clear and cold, filled the small motel room. "Yes, Blaire, I know. It's a hassle. But Alexandra is… complicated. And her mother, well, she served her purpose. But now she's just a liability. A nuisance. Always calling, always needing something. I told you, I'll take care of it. Just be patient. Once Alexandra is… settled… we can finally be together. Properly."

A sharp, searing pain exploded in my chest, igniting a fire that spread through my veins. My breath caught, my lungs refusing to expand. I tried to speak, but only a strangled gasp escaped. The room spun. The walls pressed in. I couldn't breathe.

Blaire' s laughter, shrill and triumphant, pierced through the fog. She leaned close, her voice a venomous whisper in my ear. "See? He never loved you. He never cared. Now die, Alexandra. Die and leave us alone."

My vision blurred. The last thing I saw was the door bursting open, Arthur' s shocked face, and a swirl of white medical coats. Then, darkness.

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