The Billionaire's Regret: His Secret Wife Turned Medical Genius novel Chapter 71

Emily saw fear flicker in Gabriel's eyes, and she couldn't help but laugh.

So, he could get frightened too.

In the end, the only card she had left was to wager her own life against him.

Emily released the letter opener, letting it hit the polished floor with a hard clatter. Then, without sparing Gabriel a glance, she turned and walked out of the stifling bedroom.

She moved like a puppet whose strings had been cut as she stumbled into the hallway. She couldn't even feel anger, just a bone-deep exhaustion.

Meanwhile, Gabriel stood frozen until Emily's silhouette disappeared through the doorway. Then, he lurched forward as if snapping out of a trance.

But by then, the corridor was already empty. Only Emily's fading scent and the fallen letter opener remained.

Gabriel crouched down to pick it up and drove his fist into the wall.

Instantly, pain jolted through his knuckles—but it was nothing compared to the ache in his chest.

…

Emily didn't know how she'd made it out of the villa. When she reached her apartment, she turned the lights off and curled up on the couch.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Still, she stayed curled up, not wanting to see anyone.

Meanwhile, the bell rang again and again, as if the person who was ringing it was sure she was home.

At last, the ringing went quiet.

But then, Emily heard a key turn in the lock. Her head snapped up, every nerve on alert—only one person had a spare key.

A second later, the door opened and a tall figure walked in, lit from behind by the hall light.

Robert strode across the room in long steps. When he saw the dried line of blood on Emily's throat, a dangerous glint flared in his eyes.

He had called Mallory to ask where Emily might've gone because he couldn't shake off the worry. He didn't want to think about what might happen if he didn't go looking for her.

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