After Dumping the Billionaire, the Genius Surgeon Makes a Powerful Comeback

For five years, I buried my medical degree to be the perfect wife to Xavier and a devoted mother.

But on our fifth anniversary, he left me waiting at a cold dinner table to celebrate his sister-in-law Savannah's success, taking our daughter with him.

The humiliation only worsened from there. When our daughter had a 103-degree fever, he refused to come home, busy throwing a lavish party for Savannah instead.

In front of flashing cameras, my own child publicly declared she wished her talented aunt was her mother, mocking me for being completely useless.

"My mommy isn't as good as Auntie at anything. She's too embarrassed to come."

Instead of defending me, my husband just smiled and agreed, letting me become the pathetic punchline of their perfect family portrait.

Even my father demanded I hand over my late mother's house just to boost Savannah's rising star image.

They had no idea that the legendary designer Savannah constantly plagiarized and idolized was actually me.

Nor did they know I was a surgical prodigy handpicked by a world-renowned medical titan.

The five years of sacrifice I poured into this ungrateful family suddenly felt like a sickening joke.

I didn't cry or scream. I simply opened my phone and started a secret countdown of thirty heartbreaks.

Then, I unlocked the dusty box holding my surgical scalpels and accepted a position at a top international hospital.

It was time to stop being the unwanted Mrs. Harrington and become Dr. Sinclair again.