THE DIVORCE GAMBIT From Dumped Wife to CEO's Forever novel Chapter 44

Gordon glanced sideways, his gaze settling on a slender figure.

A girl stood there quietly, her expression composed, the delicate features of her face utterly calm—no trace of emotion flickered across her eyes.

So it hadn't been a dream after all.

It really happened.

Gordon parted his lips, voice low. "Miss Kensington, I owe you my life. I won't forget this favor."

Anyone else hearing those words would have been shocked, maybe even flattered beyond belief.

After all, this was Master Ninth of the Sylvester family—an untouchable name in Eldermere.

Ordinary people could only dream of having Master Ninth in their debt.

But Caitlin's face stayed exactly the same—utterly unmoved, as if she were speaking to a stranger on the street rather than a man who made headlines across the city. Even her tone was cool and distant: "No need for gratitude, Mr. Sylvester. I don't make house calls for free."

She'd already repaid the elevator rescue. If Gordon missed his chance, that was on him.

The only reason Caitlin came to the hospital in the middle of the night was for the job—nothing more.

She needed the money, plain and simple.

No need for gratitude?

Most people would have done anything to tie themselves to him. Only she kept her distance, not just once, but repeatedly—determined to keep things strictly professional, as if she wanted to buy out any obligation with cash.

She was nothing like any of the women Gordon had met before.

As she spoke, Caitlin handed a prescription to Skyler. "Mr. Sylvester may be awake now, but he'll need to keep taking this medication for the next two weeks. If you ignore medical advice again, don't expect anyone—doctor or not—to save him next time."

She wasn't exaggerating. Even though Gordon was out of danger, his condition was still complicated. Stopping the meds or disregarding her instructions could bring disaster at any moment.

Skyler nodded eagerly. "Don't worry, Miss Kensington. This time, we'll follow your orders to the letter. He'll take every dose!"

He meant it, too. From now on, Caitlin ranked right up there with his legendary uncle in his eyes.

Caitlin smiled faintly. "Congratulations to you too, then."

Zane's face burned. He lowered his head, wishing the ground would just swallow him whole. This humiliation was worse than death.

Back in the hospital room, Gordon stared at the spot where Caitlin had disappeared, lost in thought. His dark eyes seemed bottomless.

Alaina nudged him, teasing, "You know, they say you should repay a life-saving debt with your hand in marriage. Miss Kensington saved your life—maybe you should take the hint?"

Gordon snapped out of it, his tone firm. "Sis, I'm not the marrying type."

"Oh, come on! She's so young, beautiful, and talented. You're telling me you don't feel a thing? You really don't want to bring her home as your bride?"

"There's more to life than romance," Gordon replied dryly. "There are other ways to repay a debt. Don't be so old-fashioned, Sis."