Chapter 7 - Cold Confrontation Beside The Bed
I pulled my hand away from Evelyn’s reach, looking at her with an expression of icy, unyielding indifference that made her flinch back into her seat.
“I didn't step in to save Jason because he was a good husband to me, Evelyn,” I said, my voice flat and completely devoid of warmth.
“I saved his life because I am a physician bound by an oath, and because I refuse to let a murder take place under my watch.”
“But do not confuse my professional duty with forgiveness for what your son and his family have done to me.”
Richard looked up, his face lined with heavy exhaustion and guilt as he set his hands on his knees.
“Sarah, please... he’s your husband,” Richard pleaded quietly. “He made a terrible mistake with that woman, but we are family.”
“We can fix this. We can hire the best criminal defense lawyers to handle Emily and protect the family name.”
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I stood up slowly from my chair, pulling my leather coat over my shoulders as I looked down at both of them.
“There is no ‘we,’ Richard,” I informed him coldly. “My legal team is already filing for an emergency divorce and asset freeze as we speak.”
