From Mob Princess to Mugshot Photographer novel Chapter 126

**Chapter 3**

I clutched my arm, which throbbed and bled, the pain a stark reminder of the chaos that had unfolded. A nagging thought gnawed at me—had he discovered the truth about the surgery?

“She asked me to—”

Before I could articulate my defense, Garrett yanked me up by my arm with a force that left me breathless.

He drove like a man possessed, weaving through traffic as if every second mattered, dragging me all the way to NYU Langone Hospital. The urgency in his movements sent a chill down my spine.

Inside the sterile hospital room, Melody sat on a bed, her expression shifting from shock to fury the moment she laid eyes on me. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she pointed an accusatory finger in my direction.

“Why would you do this? I trusted you, and you intentionally ruined everything!”

The accusation pierced through me like a knife.

“You took him from me, and now you want him out of my life for good? So he’ll never touch me again?”

My heart raced, and my throat constricted with confusion. What was happening?

“The surgery went flawlessly, I swear I didn’t—”

“Liar! I’m bleeding everywhere! The doctor just examined me and said you butchered it. You’ve destroyed me!”

Melody’s face was a canvas of despair, her fresh tears a testament to her anguish.

“You did this on purpose. You wanted revenge so you could claim him all for yourself!”

My head snapped up, first to meet her furious gaze, then to Garrett, searching for a glimmer of understanding.

“I didn’t! There were no complications during the surgery. I’m not seeking revenge!”

“I’m a doctor! I would never do something so heinous!”

But the disbelief in their eyes was palpable.

Melody’s sobs grew louder, her pleas directed at Garrett, begging him to make me pay for the perceived betrayal.

“Garrett, look what she did to me! If you’re going to take her side, then fine—I’ll vanish. You’ll never have to see me again.”

The tension in the room thickened as Garrett turned to me, his expression a mask of cold indifference.

“So tell me right now. Who do you choose? Her or me?”

Melody’s eyes were fixed on Garrett, her anticipation hanging in the air like a fragile thread.

I held my breath, a flicker of hope igniting within me. Maybe, just maybe, he would believe my innocence. After all, I was his wife.

But in an instant, Garrett pulled Melody into his embrace, his gaze locking onto mine with a chilling finality.

“I warned you not to cross this line. Why didn’t you listen?”

“You messed up. Now you face the consequences.”

Before I could react, bodyguards seized me, their grip unyielding. I struggled against them, my voice a broken whisper.

“Garrett, what are you doing?”

“It wasn’t me! I swear I didn’t hurt her! Please, you have to believe—”

But my words fell on deaf ears.

All I received in response was a single, chilling look. Cold. Irrevocable.

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