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

Chapter 4

Word Count: 733 | Released on: 12/09/2026

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s to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the fami

ale, with faint dark circles under her eyes. "Seren

rything that was mine from the master bedroom-m

was still asleep. I looked at his handsom

and locked the door from the inside.

workout clothes and left the house for a

rk, feeling the sweat wash away the heavy gloom that had settled in my bones

e a family breakfast. I made

She saw me and called out by habit, "

n, all household matters, including your breakfast, are your father's

disbelief. "Why? Mommy, are yo

picked up my purse and

She ran over to grab my hand,

rs old. You should learn to solve your own p

walked out th

, with no Savannah there to comfort her. A pang of pity shot through me, b

he city's art district, a neighborhood f

estate agency. A yo

g, good light, high security, long-term lease. Most i

ters as an office space fo

igh demand, and the rent is... significant." His eyes

and placed it on his desk. "Rent is not an issue. I can sign

e Centurion Card, a symbol of unlimited

long-vacant top-floor studio with massive fl

ot as "Ms. M." The entire pr

se of profound relief. This was the fir

looding the empty space. I could see

surely brewing. Xavier would wake up to find me gone

d my "Heartbreak Countdown" m

's morning

ating the facts. And facts, I was learn

u, the housekeeper. I declined

fairs of the Harrington house

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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.”