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

Chapter 3

Word Count: 722 | Released on: 12/09/2026

na's

ink was a glossy, cold black under the lampli

generated from my personal design and investment work during the marriage would re

wealth that the world assumed I depended on

the pen hovered over the paper, and a drop of ink bl

oor just moments ago. "I want Auntie to be

nasty custody battle for a d

, a profound exhaustion

en the bottom drawer of the desk, a

in dark blue vel

at me. The handle of the primary blade was engraved with a line

me like his own daughter. I had been his star pupil, the mo

completion from Meridian International Hospital. All I had to do was send it in, and I

he had said once, "I don't need a wife who holds a

arment. Now I saw it for what it was

f a scalpel. The feeling woke something dormant

The custody clause was still blank. I

easily swayed. I couldn't abandon her comp

ast chance. And I woul

nd created a new event. I titled it: "Heartbreak

tomorrow, every time Xavier or Mia

d-whichever came first-I would sign the divorce papers without a second thoug

for her to see who truly loved her. And it w

alpels, and the certificate back into the drawer

e, the sky outside wa

ent to the guest room next to the study. This w

wide awake, racing, planning my life afte

ot Xavier's. It was the bright, shadowless light of an op

ir. I am not just

geon who could save

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

Lu Meng Romance

“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.”