When America's Sweetheart Chose Her Agent Over Her Husband novel Chapter 3

After moving out of Ashley's mansion, I went to the hospital for a check-up.

I decided to get a full-body exam to avoid any lingering issues down the road.

The doctor prescribed some medications to help my stomach and body recover and thanked me. "Mr. Dylan, thanks for providing the clinic with that remedy for cramps. It works wonders."

Of course, I knew it worked well—after all, if it could fix Ashley's severe cramps, it couldn't be bad.

While picking up my prescription, I ran into Austin.

He looked at me with a sneer and mocked me for falling from grace after leaving Ashley. He said I was ungrateful, throwing away a good woman like her.

I wasn't interested in engaging with him, but I couldn't help but think if he were in ancient times, he'd probably be a modern-day Don Juan, eventually getting his due like in one of those old stories.

"What are you doing here?"

Sure enough, wherever Austin was, Ashley was never far behind.

She looked at me with a mix of worry and doubt.

I found it strange, though. When had she ever looked at Austin like that?

"When are you coming to your senses and moving back in?"

From Ashley's point of view, I was always the one in the wrong, and her words were law.

I shoved my medical report into my bag, not wanting to deal with her.

"Dylan Cooper, this is exactly why you can't compare to Austin. You're always so petty!"

I shook my head, not wanting to argue with this stupid woman, leaving only my back behind.

Austin, however, suddenly pointed to a notice board in the hospital, trying to change the subject and stop Ashley from asking further questions.

"Baby, look, there's a remedy for cramps."

His tone was soft, feigning concern.

"Isn't your cramps bothering you lately? The hospital says this remedy works really well."

As I turned the corner, I caught a glimpse of Ashley through the glass, standing under the sign, frozen in place.