No More Your Scorned Wife: The Medical Empress Returns

ell are you

r, his face bone white with shock. His ey

elia said quietly, glancing toward Sophia

and anger bleeding together. "I want to know what yo

her green eyes darting bet

ife? Your wif

ncomfortably. "Mr. Wright, perhap

I want answers now. What is she doing her

ng in the air

ted uncomfortably, and Dr. Peterso

rson began, but stopped abrup

ight of authority that made him

simply, adjusting her steth

amian pressed, his voic

is... the Gifted Doctor's most trusted assoc

ity in her tone-it was clear she was walking a tig

ed. "Associate? What

the Gifted Doctor won't make any major decisions without consulti

mbed dangerously. "SHE... evaluates cases

melia's silent approval before speaking-it painted a picture

recision, checking monitors and reviewing charts

al but final, "after reviewing your case and current condition, I'

went de

's voice was b

teria for the Gifted Doctor's intervention. There ar

of your mind? This is Sophia

truly require his unique expertise," Amelia replied calml

narled, stepping closer. "You're

rupted, her voice ice-cold. "The Gifted Doctor trusts my judgment

the medical staff nodded in agreement-Damia

ith rage. "You don't have the right to make th

losing the chart with finality. "The Gifted

's voice rose to a shout. "Who

tor's time," she said quietly. "Unlike others who

onitor beeping erratically. "Ple

rson," Amelia said without emotion. "He's pe

arm. "We need to

er arm, then up at his face with an

have the standing to make

l is that sup

ick document, holding it up so he could see h

an hour ago-without reading, of course-was a divorce

im like a physi

"You're officially a free man. Your desperation to

ce cycling through shock, disbelief

softly. "It's all over. Con

amian stood frozen, divorce pape