The Billionaire's Regret: His Secret Wife Turned Medical Genius novel Chapter 29

Gabriel shoved Emily hard onto the couch.

The impact of the fall made her head spin and jolted her awake. She lifted her head, only to look into his blazing eyes.

He sneered. "Amelia is in the ER, so what gives you the nerves to be here sleeping?"

Emily stared at him and almost laughed in pure absurdity. "She fell on her own."

"On her own?"

Gabriel laughed in anger. He leaned down, braced his hands on the couch, and trapped her beneath him.

"Are you determined to push her to death and believe that I'd finally look at you if she's gone? Keep dreaming."

His words flipped a switch inside her and ignited all the emotions she'd been suppressing. Her head snapped up, and she stared straight into his eyes.

"Does that mean other patients' lives don't matter if Amelia's hurt? I came to fetch the medical kit for a patient with acute heart failure, while your precious Amelia is perfectly fine and puts on amazing performances. She never needed that medical kit!"

Her eyes shone with glaring mockery. "Only a blind man like you can't tell, Gabriel."

The air around them seemed to freeze, and the pressure around Gabriel seemed to plunge sharply. He gripped her throat in one hand, tightening his fingers as if he could strangle her into silence.

"Say that again!"

Suffocation overwhelmed Emily. Her face flushed red from the lack of oxygen, but her eyes were terrifyingly clear. There was no fear and only a deadly stillness.

Looking at the face she'd loved for two years, she uttered word by word, "I said… you're blind."

Gabriel's grip tightened further, and Emily's lips curled up in a faint, scornful smile as she sneered. "Does only Amelia's life matter to you? Are the rest of us no better than ants?"

Upon seeing a tear slide unexpectedly from the corner of her eye, his chest tightened, and his hand instinctively loosened its grip on her. The sight of her pale face softened his tone.

"You could have explained to her and told her that the medicine was to save a life. Why did you have to hurt her?"

Emily coughed and laughed a sound bleaker than crying. She looked up and locked her eyes with his. "Are you blind?" she repeated.

His patience instantly snapped. "I saw it with my own eyes that she fell right in front of you! How is that not proof?"

The light in her eyes completely dimmed. "Did you see me push her?"

That question left Gabriel speechless. He'd seen Amelia fall, but he hadn't seen Emily reaching out to shove Amelia.

For a moment, the room plunged into a dead silence before Emily's phone rang sharply from her pocket, shattering the suffocating stalemate.

The man was instantly overwhelmed with gratitude. "Thank you so much, doctor!"

He turned and yelled to the relatives who'd gathered, "He's fine now! He's alive! Dr. Sterling saved Albert!"

Drained from the lack of rest, Emily's nerves finally relaxed. Her knees buckled, and she nearly collapsed, but Mallory caught her just in time.

Just then, a cold gaze cut through the crowd and fell on Emily. She looked up to see Gabriel standing at the far end of the hallway, slowly guiding Amelia along.

His expression was deep and complex, tinged with a trace of scrutiny.

Sensing the shift in him, Amelia quickly said, "My head's spinning, Gabe. I feel so tired all over. Do you think Dr. Sterling pushing me down the stairs might have left some lasting damage?"

Gabriel withdrew his gaze, and it shifted back to Amelia's pale face. Guilt for her washed over him, drowning out the ripples Emily had stirred in him moments earlier.

When they stopped in front of Emily, Amelia lifted her chin and smiled weakly. "Congratulations on the successful surgery, Dr. Sterling. I had no idea you had such remarkable skills."

She pressed a hand to her chest and frowned slightly. "Still… I'm weak. I always feel short of breath and panicky.

"You have such incredible medical skills, Dr. Sterling. If you're free… do you mind nursing me back to health?"