During my night shift at the hospital, two patients were brought into the emergency room. Surprisingly, they turned out to be my husband and sister-in-law. I gave a cold smile and did something nobody expected.

That lie again.

What he never knew was that the house belonged to me. The investments were mine. Even the malpractice insurance for his private clinic—the one he begged me to help arrange—was under my control.

And when he secretly started moving money, I had already taken steps ahead of him.

Now he lay pale beneath the hospital lights, shaking, vulnerable. Vanessa’s eyes finally met mine.

“Elena…” she whispered.

Marcus turned his head, fear filling his expression.

I stepped forward, snapping on gloves.

“Good evening,” I said calmly. “Rough night?”

Vanessa grabbed my wrist. “You can’t be part of his treatment.”

I stared at her hand until she let go.

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