Advertisement

The Heart Surgeon’s Last Patient Novel Chapter 291

Night Carved Paths Into Silence by Zyrel Ash ` 291

She had also seen the hidden hope in his brief pause before he 

turned away. 

Hoping she would rush over and grab him, hoping she would 

give a reasonable explanation, or even just an excuse that 

could temporarily soothe him. 

But he had seen right through her bone–deep retreat and 

hesitation. 

So he chose to leave. 

In the most decisive way possible, leaving her completely 

stranded in this suffocating truth and guilt. 

The door closed softly behind him. 

There was no heavy slam, but the soft “click” of the lock was 

like the gavel of a final judgment, making Charlotte’s whole 

body tremble. 

The world instantly became terrifyingly quiet. 

All that was left was the dripping of the faucet and her own 

Chapter 291 

wild, frantic heartbeat. 

He was gone. 

He was really gone. 

Charlotte felt as if all her strength was drained; her body 

swayed, and she instinctively chased after him. 

But as her fingers touched the cold doorknob, she stopped 

abruptly. 

Chase after him? 

And say what? 

Keep piling lies on top of lies? 

Or look into his eyes, full of disappointment and pain, and admit 

she was just a cowardly liar? 

All her courage vanished in that instant. 

Her outstretched hand fell limply. 

She leaned against the cold door and slowly slid down to the 

floor. 

Chapter 291 

Tears streamed out without warning, not sobs, but silent, hot 

tears pouring down her face. 

She raised a hand to cover her mouth, trying to suppress the 

sobs rising in her throat, but her shoulders began to shake 

violently. 

I’m sorry… 

Bradley, I’m sorry… 

She repeated it over and over in her mind, but the words were 

so hollow they couldn’t even convince herself. 

The kitchen still held the warmth of worldly life he had brought, 

the clean dishes draining by the sink, as if the brief, warm 

illusion from minutes ago had never existed. 

And now, she was all alone, trapped in the web of lies she had 

woven, tasting the bitter fruit of her own making. 

Charlotte sat on the cold floor, burying her face deep in her 

knees, letting her tears soak her clothes without making a 

sound. 

She didn’t know how much time had passed when she shakily 

picked up her phone from the counter. On it were countless 

Chapter 291 

messages her mom had sent last night: 

[Charlotte, where are you? 

Why aren’t you answering your mom’s messages? 

Are you with him again?] 

[Answer me! 

Charlotte!] 

You promised me! 

You swore!] 

[You can’t do this to your mother… You can’t follow my path… 

The men from the Kline family are all liars! 

They’re all heartless bastards!] 

[He’s just like his father! 

He’s just playing with you! 

Do you think he’s serious about you? 

Don’t be a fool! 

Chapter 291 

One day he’ll abandon you, just like his father abandoned me! 

And then you’ll be finished! 

Completely finished, just like your mother!] 

[Have you forgotten what your mother has been through all 

these years? 

Forgotten the pills, the tears, the sleepless nights? 

Are you going to drive your mother to her death for a man? 

!] 

[Charlotte, you’re all your mother has… Come back, come back 

to me. 

Leave him, leave him for good! 

Otherwise… otherwise your mother really can’t go on…] 

[Answer the phone! 

Charlotte! 

Answer the phone!] 

A sharp pain pierced Charlotte’s heart. After her mother took 

Chapter 291 

her and left the Kline family, she was diagnosed with bipolar 

disorder not long after, and was now showing signs of 

schizophrenia. 

She couldn’t provoke her mother any further… 

It was her mother on one side, and herself on the other; she 

couldn’t be so selfish as to choose love. 

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” 

Charlotte closed her eyes as hot tears streamed down her face 

again. Her throat felt like it was blocked by something, unable 

to make a sound. 

With her own hands, she had pushed the boy named Bradley 

back into the cold darkness. 

Inside the dance studio. 

During a break, Madeleine went to buy two bottles of water and 

handed one to Leona. 

She took it and mumbled a thank you. 

Lately, Leona had been even more punctual than Madeleine. 

She still didn’t talk much, in fact, even less. 

Chapter 291 

Most of the time, she just leaned against the mirrored wall with 

her arms crossed, her hawk–like gaze sharply catching 

Madeleine’s every subtle move. 

Occasionally, she would issue commands with words so 

concise they were almost cold: “Turn!” 

“Extend!” 

“Breathe!” 

“Center!” 

She never made small talk, never wasted words. The 

atmosphere in the studio was as serious as a military drill. 

But Madeleine couldn’t stand that kind of atmosphere. 

She couldn’t sit still during breaks and always tried to talk to 

Leona. 

“Hey, Leona, how did you manage to practice every day without 

getting tired of it? 

Chapter 292 

Chapter 292 

Cedella is a passionate storyteller known for her bold romantic and spicy novels that keep readers hooked from the very first chapter. With a flair for crafting emotionally intense plots and unforgettable characters, she blends love, desire, and drama into every story she writes. Cedella’s storytelling style is immersive and addictive—perfect for fans of heated romances and heart-pounding twists.

Join Our WhatsApp Channel  For Fast Update Or More Novels: 

Leave a Comment

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

Scroll to Top