The Doormat Wife’s Ultimate Glow-Up novel Chapter 196

Leslie’s heart squeezed tight, and in a flash, cold sweat soaked her back. She grabbed a mask, pressed it over her face, and bolted for the door.

The hallway outside was completely empty. Only the sharp smell of disinfectant hung in the air; there wasn’t a single person in sight.

Did she just imagine that?

She stood there, gasping, hand pressed to her chest, trying to slow her wild heartbeat.

She was sure she’d caught a glimpse of someone moving just outside the door a second ago. How could they disappear so quickly?

Her eyes flicked up to the security camera on the ceiling. The little red light was still out. Only then did she let herself breathe a little easier.

Still on edge, she glanced around one last time. When she was certain the coast was clear, she hurried away.

Back in the room, Mr. Ratcliff lay quietly under a thin gray blanket, his chest rising and falling so gently you could barely tell he was breathing.

Once Leslie was gone, the nurse’s aide took off her headphones and walked over to check the IV bag.

Then her gaze slid over to Mr. Ratcliff’s face, and her whole body went cold.

His oxygen mask was crumpled, the tube connecting it to the tank snapped clean in half. His chest barely moved now. Every so often, a faint, raspy sound rattled in his throat.

The aide’s legs nearly gave out. She almost collapsed, panic surging through her until her mind was blank.

Just a few minutes ago, when that woman was here, Mr. Ratcliff had been fine. How could he be like this now?

She’d been tricked.

That woman had said she just wanted to visit Mr. Ratcliff to thank him for his help in the past, to have a quick chat.

She’d seemed so sincere, and she really did know Mr. Ratcliff. That was the only reason the aide had reluctantly agreed. She never imagined things would turn out like this.

If Mr. Ratcliff’s family found out she’d let someone in and put him at risk, she’d be in serious trouble.

Fear washed over her, drowning out everything else. All she could think about was getting out of there—fast.

Meanwhile, downstairs—

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