“Please, take a look.”
They had been struggling to find a solution. With Katelyn’s arrival, it felt as though a heavy burden had been lifted from their shoulders. This patient could be saved!
Katelyn quickly reviewed the patient’s information, then dressed in surgical attire, sterilized, and initiated the surgery.
The procedure stretched on for three grueling hours. When Katelyn finally stepped away from the table, exhaustion had fully set in.
After completing the surgery, she removed her scrubs and exited the operating room.
But just as she did, a stern voice stopped her.
“What are you doing here?”
Katelyn turned to find Neil seated in a wheelchair nearby, his frown deep, offering no explanations. She walked by Neil and made her way toward her ward.
As Katelyn walked by, Neil seized her wrist.
“I’m talking to you. Don’t you hear?” he demanded.
Katelyn quickly shook his hand away, her expression showing clear displeasure.
“I have no interest in talking to you. Isn’t it obvious? Shouldn’t you, as an adult, understand personal boundaries?”
She had always been bothered by Neil’s disregard for personal space. It was clear to Katelyn that her hatred was evident, yet Neil persisted in trying to initiate conversation, which she found exceedingly irritating.
Neil’s expression grew stern.
“Katelyn, there’s no need to see me as an enemy. We were once married. Can’t we talk politely?”
Neil had been informed by Hades that his grandmother was scheduled for a check-up today, possibly leading to surgery. However, given that Lise’s associate had sabotaged the Spring Snow Herb, he was puzzled about the need for surgery today.
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Confused, Neil decided to ask directly for clarification. Just before he could reach Hades, he unexpectedly crossed paths with Katelyn.
Katelyn scoffed, “Forget our past marriage. Becoming your wife was the dumbest decision I’ve ever made in my life!”
The mere thought left her feeling disgusted. Katelyn had no regrets over her decisions, except for one: ever-loving Neil. Her misjudgment had allowed him opportunities to continually hurt her.
After speaking her mind, Katelyn dismissed him and continued toward the ward.
Neil stood there, pale, his fist clenched, his face stormy with anger. He watched Katelyn walk away, seething.
Once inside the ward, Aimee hurried to Katelyn’s side, her eyes filled with worry.
“You should rest.”
Katelyn had skipped breakfast and had just endured a three-hour surgery. She still had to perform surgery on Carol later. Would she be able to manage it? She had sustained injuries the previous night. While there were no visible marks, she had been hit in multiple areas, and the pain was still severe.
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