Time-Limited Love: A Contract Expired, Not Renewed novel Chapter 128

Originally, Noelle had wanted the head of cardiac surgery to handle the emergency, but Zinnia, flaunting her status as the hospital director’s protégé, insisted on taking over and refused to let anyone else intervene.

While Xander was hospitalized, Zinnia always picked the moments when Noelle’s childhood friend was visiting the ward to do her rounds—chatting with Landon, flirting just enough to draw attention, acting as if Xander’s condition was the last thing on her mind.

Then disaster struck. Just last night, Xander developed an intracardiac blood clot and nearly died on the table.

Now, some supposed “insider” was narrating the whole sequence online as though they’d witnessed it firsthand.

To make matters worse, Noelle’s verified account gave a public thumbs-up to the exposé in the comments section.

It was as good as an admission that every word of that post was true.

Unsurprisingly, the internet exploded, especially Noelle’s own fans. The outrage was swift and merciless.

“Are you kidding me? A blood clot in the heart—that’s how people die! If you’re not up to the job, don’t pretend you are!”

“She’s not trying to act tough, she’s just trying to seduce men—what a piece of work!”

“Everyone knows Noelle and her childhood sweetheart are basically together. Get a grip, woman. You’re nothing but trouble!”

“I can’t believe this homewrecker actually has a PhD from Veridian University Medical School. Is she some kind of academic seductress? (Sketchy, much?)”

“What’s so surprising? Both her parents are professors at Veridian. Someone needs to investigate whether she got in through the back door. @Veridian University”

The insults kept coming—cruel, relentless, and personal.

Most of the vitriol targeted Zinnia, accusing her of being a shameless homewrecker and an academic fraud who relied on her parents’ influence.

If Zinnia actually went to Landon about this, she’d only end up humiliating herself.

She forced a wry smile and said, “It’s fine. I’m not some celebrity—give it a day or two and everyone will forget. You guys just pulled a tough night shift, go get some rest.”

“Dr. Quinn, are you sure you’re okay?”

“I’m fine. We’ve got the whole surgery on video—nothing will come of this.”

When the nurses finally left, Zinnia’s easy smile faded.

She’d said it didn’t matter, but Noelle had dragged Zephyr and her parents into the mess, clearly determined to blow things out of proportion.

As for that “insider” in the comments—who else could it be but Noelle herself?