The Surgeon's Secret: Hunted By My Ex

pers on his desk. The signatu

t said, looking at his phone

r, trying to be invisibl

the shredder in the corner of the room. He fed the papers into

said, watching the paper turn in

er access to the supplementary cards. Flag her passpo

she didn't ask for any money in th

hungry. She dropped out of college to marry me. She

ing finger. He twisted the gol

Year

blonde hair, a specific curve of a shoulder. He saw nothing. Every time

ears

n his hand. He was drunk. Chasity was s

she purred. "Let me move in

arm away. "No. T

gone,

on," he slurred.

Year

er path back had been grueling. She'd had to finish her residency, complete a brutal fellowship, all while raising a child alone. But she hadn't just returned to

Years

. Next to her, a little boy with messy black hair and

o a magazine on the seat. "Wh

Forbes. Hunt Brennan stared

nce, baby," she said,

. "Are you sure about this, Dianna?

'm the only one who can do the procedure. I wo

you," Arthur said.

s thinner. Her hair was shorter

unting

began it

t Brennan was pacing the hallway of the

stop the bleeding?" he roa

We need a specialist. We've called in Dr

something in his memory, but he pushed it away

pter landing on the r

ator doors at the end o

peed and purpose that commanded the air around her. Hunt's pacing stopped dead. He didn't recognize the face, but the confiden