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

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hem. The music seemed to fade

shards off his lapel. He stared at

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" Iris said. Her voice was calm.

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nd that grated on Iris's nerves. "She's crazy!

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crowd filming with their phones. He stepped ba

ottle neck. It cla

cash she had taken from the black duffel bag earlier. It

d the rubb

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They fluttered down, covering his bl

oud enough for the crowd to hear. "Ke

, spitting bl

s's arm. His grip

ulted him. The police are going to come. You're goin

nd on her arm. Then s

and off me,

to talk sens

woman," the security guar

fended. "I'm her husband!

guard said. He looked at Iris. "

e was ready to walk out. She w

re with you," a voice c

ough the crowd. S