
{"id":29323,"date":"2026-02-06T12:31:19","date_gmt":"2026-02-06T12:31:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-60\/"},"modified":"2026-02-06T12:31:19","modified_gmt":"2026-02-06T12:31:19","slug":"the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-60","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-60\/","title":{"rendered":"The Heart Surgeon\u2019s Last Patient Novel Chapter 60"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Night Carved Paths Into Silence by Zyrel Ash  60<\/h1>\n<p>Chapter 60\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThat little brat bullied you?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>What happened? Why didn\u2019t you tell Mom about this before?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHmph, I just let it go because he\u2019s a kid without a mom.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>A kid without a mom?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The woman looked up and glanced ahead through the line\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>again.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wasn\u2019t that kid holding hands with a beautiful woman? She\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>looked tall and slender, with skin so fair it seemed to glow.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>When she turned her head, her delicate, palm\u2013sized face was\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>indeed very eye\u2013catching.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The woman\u2019s eyes narrowed slightly, and she instantly guessed\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>her identity.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>So she\u2019s the mistress.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She\u2019d seen plenty of these girls who didn\u2019t respect themselves\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>these days. In the past couple of years, she couldn\u2019t even\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 60\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>remember how many of this flock of mistresses she\u2019d driven\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>away from her husband.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>It was all thanks to her own fighting spirit, or else her husband\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>would have been snatched away by a siren like that.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSon, what\u2019s that little brat\u2019s name?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cKevin.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHmph, alright. Mommy will get revenge for you in a bit.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The little chubby boy jumped up with a happy face, his fat\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>jiggling a few times, causing people nearby to glance at him in\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>disgust.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Seeing this, the woman glared back irritably.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat are you looking at!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Jealous of my son, are you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Passerby: \u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After getting into the bumper car, Madeleine patiently fastened\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Kevin\u2019s seatbelt.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>This time, she let Kevin sit in the driver\u2019s seat while she assisted\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 60\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>from the side.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The little guy was a bit scared at first, but after Madeleine\u2019s\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>repeated encouragement, he decided to give it a try with a hint\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>of excitement.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Kids are like that; they need a lot of encouragement from a\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>young age. Madeleine was also trying hard to learn how to be a\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>parent who didn\u2019t spoil the fun.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>As the music started, the bumper cars on the floor gradually\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>started moving.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine was having a great time, encouraging and directing\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>her son as he drove.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But for some reason, a car from behind kept ramming them into\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>a corner at the edge.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Anyone who\u2019s played bumper cars knows that if you get hit\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>elsewhere, it\u2019s just a matter of trading blows back and forth.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But if one car gets pinned against the wall, then you can\u2019t play\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>anymore.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>When Kevin realized it was useless no matter how he turned\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>the steering wheel or stepped on the gas, he immediately\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 60\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>frowned in frustration, beads of sweat appearing on the tip of\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>his nose.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine frowned too, turning her head to see who was\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>behind them.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Behind them, the mother and son both wore sly, triumphant\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>smiles.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The little chubby boy was giggling, unable to resist clapping and cheering.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAwesome, Mom! They can\u2019t get out, hehe.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The woman sneered, and seeing Madeleine turn her head, she\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>deliberately raised an eyebrow at her.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Was that a provocation?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>At first, Madeleine thought it might have been an accident, but\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>seeing the other person\u2019s expression, she understood\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>immediately.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>This was intentional.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She took a deep breath, suppressed her annoyance, and looked\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>down to comfort her son, \u201cDon\u2019t worry, Kev. Mommy\u2019s here to\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 60\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>help you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Kevin nodded aggrievedly, his small hands gripping the steering\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>wheel tightly, his eyes turning a little red.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine grabbed the steering wheel, quickly adjusted the\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>direction, and slammed her foot on the gas pedal.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The bumper car swerved sharply and broke free from the\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>corner.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Eighteen\u2013year\u2013old Madeleine wasn\u2019t a great driver, but few could\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>beat her at bumper cars.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The mother and son clearly hadn\u2019t expected Madeleine to get\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>away so quickly and didn\u2019t react in time.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine seized the opportunity and drove straight into them.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cBang!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The two cars collided, and the little chubby boy was jolted\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>backward, almost sliding off his seat.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He screamed, scrambling to grab the armrest.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The woman\u2019s expression changed as she snapped, \u201cWhat are\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>you doing!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 60\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine sneered, \u201cI thought you liked ramming into things?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Go on then.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>With that, she turned the wheel and rammed them again.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The impact was harder this time, throwing the little fatty from\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>his seat, slamming his forehead on the steering wheel and\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>immediately bursting into tears.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOh, son, are you okay?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The woman quickly pulled the little fatty into her arms, glared\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>fiercely in Madeleine\u2019s direction, and snarled, \u201cYou little bitch,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>you just had to push it, didn\u2019t you!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The music in the amusement park was loud, so Madeleine\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>didn\u2019t hear what the woman said.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After the bumper car stopped, Madeleine lifted her son out.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Just as they were about to leave, she heard the sound of a\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>bumper car moving behind them.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMom, watch out!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Kevin cried out in alarm.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 60\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine whipped her head around to see that the mother and\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>son hadn\u2019t gotten out of their car. The woman, with a vicious\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>look on her face, was steering the bumper car with the pedal\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>floored, heading straight for them!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>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\u2019s storytelling style is immersive and addictive\u2014perfect for fans of heated romances and heart-pounding twists.<\/p>\n<h3>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Night Carved Paths Into Silence by Zyrel Ash 60 Chapter 60\u00a0 \u201cThat little brat bullied you?\u00a0 What happened? 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