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Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

Chapter 185
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ATHENA

"She shouldn't be doing this." lan tries to block me, but I ignore him.

| will be the one to do this surgery. | have to.

I scrub in as the nurses rush around, prepping the instruments, adjusting

monitors, and testing the drug, ensuring it's safe to use since so many years have passed.

It's a kind of drug that has to go straight to the heart, so ssurgery is required. It's not much, but it's

extremely delicate. The shot has to be precise so the heart can regenerate. Any mistake can be fatal.

My heart is a drum in my chest, steady but brutal.

"She's emotionally compromised-" Another doctor says.

"This is what happens when you try to play hero."

| turn to face everyone waiting. My eyes fall on Ariana, and her eyes are red from

how much crying she has been doing. Eli is holding her, but when we share a look, he nods.

He believes in me.

That's enough.

"I'm the only one who knows his heart, so |

I will do this surgery. If you have objections, you can sueor take it up with my lawyer."

"Who would even want to defend you in such a case? Against the Kings?" Mateo scoffs.

"I will." Ariana stands, wiping her tears. "So unless you want to be the first one | sue, | suggest you shut up and

let her do her job!"

Luca stands just outside the glass partition, his arms folded and his jaw tight. He has a look of debate on his

face. He's had it since | told him I'd do the surgery without lan.

We can't have two emotionally connected people.

"Athena-"

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"No." | snap off the glove from my left hand and look straight at him. "You broughtin because I'm the best,

didn't you? You trustedto save his life before, so what has changed."

“This is different, | thought lan would help but doing it alone?" he says quietly. "You love him."

| pause for half a breath. His words sinking inside my bones.

Love him?

Is that what | feel?

This deep ache wanting to set everything on fire if he decides to leave me! The constant craving for his touch,

wishing he could recover quickly so he'd annoy me.

Is this love?

I don't know, but it's worse.

It's need.

It's desperation clawing at my insides, demanding he lives even if he never looks atthe sway again.

Even if he stops loving me. | need him to live. Our son needs him to live. My heart aches for his mother. | can

only imagine how she is feeling.

"I don't care what it is," | respond hoarsely, pulling on a fresh glove. "Love, obsession, stupidity, call it what you

want. But if he dies, | die with him. Not physically... but everything human left inwill rot away."

The room goes silent.

Luca's eyes harden, but he nods.

Ariana steps forward and places her hand on my shoulder. She doesn't say

anything, but her eyes tellall | need to know.

Cback with him.

linhale deeply as | kick the door, which slides open automatically.

The operating room is cold and too sterile for what's about to happen.

"Vitals?" | ask.

The nurse replies, "Stable but weak. We're ready when you are, Dr. Dawson."

I walk to the table and halt.

There he is.

Wires snake across his chest. His skin looks pale, too pale. Not the man who used to tauntwith nothing but a

smirk and a cruel

smile. Not the man who scared the

whole world with a single glare.

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He looks peaceful and asleep. Something tugs inside my chest. A foreign feeling.

A feeling of claiming him as mine.

My man and the love of my life. It spreads in my chest like a fire out of control and that makesmore

determined than anything to make this a success. s

| have so much to say to him.

Mine.

My man.

| repeat as | release a breath.

"Scalpel."

They hand it toand | take it. My fingers don't shake this time.

Everyone watches. | bet the whole world is waiting to hear about the outcome. But

that's none of my concerns.

I know other snr doctors are not

happy about this. They're probably waiting for a tremor or a slip. A

single hint that I'm not as in control as claim to be. s

But my hands are steady.

My mind is steel.

1 will not lose him.

Not today.

Not ever.

As | begin the incision, a voice echoes in my head.

"No one can know you have the formula. Even if my heart stops, don't use it on

me. Do you understand?"

I huff.

No one but you, Alex.

You've always been an exception.

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