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The Heart Surgeon’s Last Patient Novel Chapter 22

Night Carved Paths Into Silence by Zyrel Ash 22

Kirsten froze, her hands stilling on the flowers, her expression 

one of stunned confusion. 

“Mrs. Livingston, did you forget? Dr. Clark is Mr. Kevin’s 

therapist.” 

Madeleine’s breath caught, her mind racing. 

Her anxiety spiked, and she pressed for details. 

Kirsten, though puzzled by Madeleine’s reaction, explained 

everything. 

As the words sank in, Madeleine’s face drained of color. 

Kevin’s nightmare two nights ago wasn’t just a bad dream–it was tied to psychological issues. 

Beyond that, he struggled with deep insecurities, trust issues, and… 

“You’re saying Kev… hurt himself to get attention?” 

Madeleine’s voice trembled, barely above a whisper. 

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Kirsten sighed, her eyes soft with sympathy. 

“Yes. It broke Mr. Livingston’s heart. 

“He was overseas on business, but he chartered a plane to get 

back that same night. Thankfully, Mr. Kevin was okay.” 

Madeleine’s lips quivered, words failing her for a long moment 

before she managed to choke out, “And me? What was I 

doing?” 

“Well…” 

Kirsten hesitated, her expression uneasy. She glanced at 

Madeleine, reluctant to answer. 

“It’s okay, just tell me,” Madeleine urged, bracing herself. 

Kirsten sighed again, her voice low. “You said Mr. Carroll from 

the Carroll Group had a cold. You went to deliver medicine, so 

you weren’t home.” 

Madeleine’s heart plummeted, a wave of guilt crashing over her 

like a cold tide. 

Those choices weren’t made by the eighteen–year–old her, but 

the weight of them–her role as Kevin’s mother–pressed heavily 

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on her now, filling her with aching regret. 

She took a deep breath, steadying herself. 

The past was done, unchangeable. All she could do now was 

make up for the pain she’d caused. 

“Thanks, Kirsten,” she said softly. “Could you whip up 

something to eat?” 

Kirsten blinked, thrown by Madeleine’s gratitude. “Oh! Sure, give 

me a moment.” 

She headed to the kitchen, still puzzled, while Madeleine’s heart 

churned with bittersweet emotions. 

Food was the last thing on her mind, but she sat down to eat 

anyway. 

Kirsten was a wonderful cook. She prepared two delicious 

dishes and even a small dessert. 

Madeleine had been raised to believe that eating food prepared 

by others with sincerity was a form of respect. 

As she savored Kirsten’s dishes, she showered her with praise, 

leaving Kirsten flustered and blushing. 

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After lunch, Kirsten slipped away to chat with Meagan Velez, 

who was in charge of cleaning. Their conversation turned to 

Madeleine’s odd behavior. 

“Meagan, do you think Mrs. Livingston’s planning to fire me?” 

Kirsten fretted. 

Meagan clicked her tongue. “Could be. You know how she is- 

unpredictable. If she’s acting this weird, you probably ticked her 

off somehow.” 

Kirsten’s face drained of color. She regretted every word she 

had said earlier. 

Meagan patted her arm. “Don’t stress. Mr. Livingston’s the one 

who calls the shots. Just be extra careful for a bit; don’t ruffle 

her feathers.” 

Kirsten sighed. “Guess that’s all I can do.” 

Madeleine, completely unaware that her staff was secretly 

painting her as a tyrant, was debating whether to check in on 

Kevin’s session. Suddenly, her phone buzzed with a WhatsApp 

message. 

It was from someone labeled “Mary.” Madeleine drew a blank- she had no memory of this person. The message included a 

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photo and a note. 

The note read, “Maddie, got that perfume you asked me to 

grab. Your hubby’s gonna love this one. When are you swinging 

by to pick it up?” 

The tone suggested a friend, but Madeleine couldn’t remember 

anything about her. 

She checked their chat history, only to find it wiped clean. 

Curious, she tapped into Mary’s Instagram. 

“Holy…” Madeleine yelped, nearly jumping out of her skin. 

This “Mary” was none other than the flashy, nouveau–riche girl 

she’d despised back in the day. 

She couldn’t figure it out. How on earth had they become 

friends? 

Back in her sophomore year of high school, a girl named Mary 

Sampson transferred to Madeleine’s school. 

The details of Mary were fuzzy in Madeleine’s mind, but one 

memory stood out vividly: the day Mary strutted into class, she 

was dripping in designer labels. Her neck, ears, and wrists sparkled with gaudy jewelry. 

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She reeked of new money, the kind that screamed for attention and made people cringe. Worse, she was a bully, leading the charge against classmates with a cruel edge. 

When SATS loomed, Mary’s grades were abysmal, so she pivoted to art. It didn’t help–she flunked her way out of art school and wasn’t accepted to a single university. 

Madeleine vaguely recalled hearing she’d gone abroad to study. 

Never in a million years did Madeleine expect to find herself, in 

her twenties, calling this girl a friend. 

Sitting there, arms crossed, curiosity gnawed at her. She had to 

know more, so she decided to meet Mary in person. 

She typed out a quick message, “Can I swing by now?” 

Mary replied instantly, “Totally! How about this place? I’m 

craving their food so bad.” 

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.

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