Chapter 1The Surgeon's Secret

I was ironing Lucas's white coat for tomorrow when I smelled another woman's perfume on him as he came home.

"She's pregnant."

His voice was as calm as if discussing a medical case.

"Chloe is an orphan, she needs me."

My hand holding the iron suddenly froze in mid-air, steam blurring my eyes.

Thinking of the night I had a high fever of 104 degrees, he held a hot towel to compress me, "I will only take care of you in this life."

"What about me?"

My voice was so soft it was almost inaudible.

Lucas wrinkled his brows in displeasure: "Sarah, you know I'm under a lot of pressure, and Chloe understands my ambition."

Bang, the iron dropped onto the white coat, burning a hole right over the heart position.

I didn't cry or make a fuss, returned to the room, sleepless all night.

Before leaving, I placed the divorce agreement and ring in the entryway.

Incidentally, I wrote in my graceful handwriting on the burned white coat.

"Dr. Sterling, from now on, there will never be a patient named Sarah on your operating table again."

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Leaving the Sterling home, I boarded a plane to Miami.

These years, I gave too much for Lucas, lost myself.

Miami Beach, the place I always wanted to go.

Every time I mentioned it, Lucas always used being busy as an excuse, making me wait.

Waiting and waiting, this time finally no need to wait anymore.

I looked at the white clouds outside the window, from now on, I want to be a bird flying freely, living for myself.

Got off the plane, Lucas sent me more than thirty messages.

"Sarah, just because Chloe is pregnant with my child, you make a fuss about divorce with me?"

"How can you be so selfish, don't you know I'm in the rising period now, you just can't stand to see me living well."

"I am responsible for Chloe, do you want me to be a treacherous person, can't you understand me."

"What exactly are you doing? Why turn off the phone!"

"Sarah, what exactly did you say to Chloe? Why did she suddenly bleed?"

"You bitch, since you left, don't come back for a lifetime!"

Such messages filled the chat box between him and me.

Lucas and I married for ten years, this is the first time he sent me so many messages.

Every sentence can't leave accusation, also can't leave Chloe.

I couldn't be bothered to pay attention, turned off the phone and played in Miami for half a month to my heart's content.

After leaving Miami, I found a seaside city, Seattle, opened a studio, making a living by painting.

I thought the matter with Lucas was already past.

Unexpectedly, today, I just opened the shop door, saw an uninvited guest squatting at the door.

He grabbed my arm, staring dead at me.

"Why did you block all my contact methods."

"Do you know how long I've been looking for you?"

I threw off his hand, "Mr. Sterling, we are already divorced, please conduct yourself with dignity."

He was stunned, couldn't help stepping back two steps.

Seemingly didn't expect, we haven't seen each other for just half a month, the person who was always obedient to him actually changed like another person.

He hesitated for a moment, lowered his posture, voice gentle.

"I know, you are still sulking, but Chloe is different from you, she can't leave me."

"This time I came, hoping you can go back with me, take care of Chloe postpartum."

"Don't worry, when Chloe recovers, I'll give her a sum of money, we raise the child, send her abroad."

I turned my back to him, tears blurred my vision.

For a moment, I thought he really repented.

Unexpectedly.

I turned around sharply, eyes scarlet.

"Lucas Sterling, are you sick, asking me to serve the mistress postpartum?"

Voice just fell, this sentence touched Lucas's reverse scale, he raised his hand and slapped me.

Blood flowed from the corner of my mouth, half of my face burned with pain.

He pinched my chin like crazy, coldly said: "Chloe is not a mistress, heard that?"

He released his hand sharply, I stumbled and couldn't stand firmly, hit the corner of the table behind me precisely, teeth bared in pain.

Seeing me like this, he snorted coldly.

"Aren't you always very strong, what does this little injury count to you?"

"Want a divorce, without my signature, you can never escape my palm."

"Give you three days, arrange things here well, go back immediately to take care of Chloe, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you."

Lucas turned and left, door closed with a bang.

I suddenly realized, every time we had different opinions and quarreled, I was always the one retreating and bowing.

I once thought, couples don't have overnight grudges, it's just mutual accommodation to last long.

Now it seems, my retreat exchanged for his inch by inch advance.

He ignored my feelings, still thought I was that silly woman who only mentioned divorce but dared not really leave.

Dare to propose, let me take care of his third party, really ridiculous.

Even, until now, he dare not face his heart squarely, still drawing big cakes for me.

This kind of man who wants both, disgusting and greedy, whoever loves to take can take!

Even if I leave with nothing, I will divorce him!