The Surgeon's Revenge: My Ex-Husband's Regret

mation took

med Jinx-worked on Iris with the intensity of a pit crew. They stripped away the

around, Iris didn't recogni

were lined with sharp, winged kohl that made them look like weapons. H

hips and plunged low in the back, exposing the spine she had stiffened for so long. The slit on the left l

s. They added four inches to her hei

he snapped a photo. "Hunter

ope," Ir

Iris walked past the McLaren to the Porsche

bucket seat hugged her. The steering

to life, a raw, mechanical sound that vibrated

the passenger sea

shifted into first. They rolled ou

The world slowed down. She could feel the texture of the road throug

edge, the rejected w

loore

affic with surgical precision, finding gaps that didn't exist,

clutching the door ha

used," I

ine outside wrapped around the block. The bo

is killed the engine. The sile

stepped out, the red dress fl

ght of their gazes. It wasn't the polite curiosity she was

keys to the vale

curity, a massive man named Tiny, looked up. He sa

yes widened slightly. He didn

ing the complaints of the peopl

d in her sternum. The air was thic

It was a balcony that overlooked the dance floor, reserv

is leaned against the glass railing, lookin

looking for a ghost.

yes landed on

to look comfortable in a crowd of peopl

a white dress that looked like

on the raili

beside her with two glasses.

said. "He says the musi

g and fun for his new toy," Sie

the champagne. It

ridiculous

n who made a mistak

ng to Dorothea. She laughed, throwing her h

ion in her chest. It wasn'

as p

the ladies' ro

t ba

can han

rd the stairs. She had to walk past th

he red dress flowing behind