Seeds of Betrayal novel Chapter 4

Some patients tried to intervene and question their actions, but their voices were drowned out by Emily and her friends' screams.

"Don't be afraid, everyone! Our husbands are rich and powerful, we don't need to worry about this little thing!"

At this moment, I realized Emily had brought a group of truly insane women!

The doctor in the examination room only managed to resist for three seconds before being dragged out and thrown to the ground.

Just then, the patient who had finished her examination emerged.

She turned off her phone's live stream and sternly addressed Emily:

"Young lady, you keep saying John is your husband, do you have any proof?"

"What right do you have to touch Sarah?"

Emily, angered by the patient's questions, slapped her without hesitation.

"I see why Sarah is protecting you, you're in cahoots!"

Seeing my former mother-in-law, Linda, struggling to breathe after the slap, I immediately crawled over to check on her.

"Linda, are you okay?"

Linda clutched her chest, her finger trembling as she reprimanded Emily:

"I never knew my son married such a shrew!"

Linda's words silenced the crowd for a moment.

But the silence was quickly broken by Emily's mocking laughter.

"You old hag are quite clever, pretending to be John's mother, Linda. But Linda lives abroad, not just anyone can impersonate her!"

Linda, furious, tried to take out her phone to call John, but Emily snatched it away:

"Want to call the police or ask for help? No way!"

When I divorced John, the doctors abroad warned that Linda couldn't handle any more emotional stress.

Out of compassion and respect for Linda, who had always been kind to me, I maintained a good relationship with her.

This time, she returned to the States specifically because she heard about my clinic's advanced equipment and higher success rate for heart surgery.

But who knew she would encounter her son's mistress right after returning?

Seeing Linda clutching her chest in increasing distress, I panicked and shouted for someone to take her to the emergency room.

My eyes widened in horror:

"Hurry! It'll be too late if we wait any longer!"

My urgency was perceived as nothing more than a performance by the onlookers.

Emily grabbed my hair and pushed me to the ground.

Just as a knife was about to plunge into my abdomen, Ashley, John's sister who had just returned from paying her bill, shielded me with her body.

But the knife grazed her carotid artery before lodging itself in my arm.

Blood splattered everywhere.

The chaotic scene froze.

"Murder!"

"Murder!"

As the crowd scattered, John, drenched in sweat, rushed to the scene.