The Tycoon's Wrath: Protecting His Surgeon Queen

ay, his face pale from his stoma

, clutching her wrist as she shran

had his pride, and watching his mistress get humil

g to see hurt or jealousy in her eyes. Bu

Ephram frowned, his tone full of patronizing disa

. "Sign the divorce papers, a

in his chest. For the first time, he realized she was

g into a cruel, mocking smile. "Fine. Have a child wi

words hit her lik

dless injections and enduring countless fertility treatments, only to be told it was her body

pered, her voice shaking wit

o the corridor, leaving Ephram standin

s the suffocating encounter, her pager went off. The Chief

patient with a deeply situated meningioma is experiencing sudden intracranial

of her mind. She grabbed her stethoscope, draped it over her

orridor, four private security guards

pristine charcoal suit, reviewing a digital tablet while three

old, untouchable authority radiating from C

ly, glancing at his platinum

let from the Chief, reviewing the angiograms and brain scans with meticulous f

n, and the subtle furrow between her brows when she spotted an abnormal vessel structure. In her white coat, she w

clinical authority. "Her systemic tolerance is fragile. If we proceed with the resection now, the risk of mult

Cosmo looked at her, his dark eyes unrea

smo replied. "Do w

e the immediate crisis was stabilized and the surgical plan was

or, letting out a long breath as she rubbed

Sta

ked toward her, stopping just a foot away. The fami

hand and trying to keep her voice steady. She couldn't stand the

at her. His posture was a

ures," he

in disbelief. "Seven figures? For a dented b

to her empty ring finger b

voice deep, calm, and completely unapologetic. "It delayed a cruci

e!" Ellie protested, her cheeks

for a clear accounting of deb

atient suite, but paused, looking back at her over his sh

invoice tonight, Ellie.