
{"id":29325,"date":"2026-02-06T12:31:23","date_gmt":"2026-02-06T12:31:23","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-62\/"},"modified":"2026-02-06T12:31:23","modified_gmt":"2026-02-06T12:31:23","slug":"the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-62","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-62\/","title":{"rendered":"The Heart Surgeon\u2019s Last Patient Novel Chapter 62"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Night Carved Paths Into Silence by Zyrel Ash  62<\/h1>\n<p>Chapter 62\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The countdown finished. Dannie sneered, tilting her head up to\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>watch Madeleine make a fool of herself.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine didn\u2019t say a word. She just held Kevin\u2019s shoulders\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>and turned him around, then walked to a trash can.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>On top of the trash can were several unfinished drinks left by\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>tourists. Madeleine casually grabbed one, turned, and in one\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>smooth motion, threw it on Dannie.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Hmm, Bubble Tea. A shame it wasn\u2019t the kind with black\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>glutinous rice. That would\u2019ve looked even better on her.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAh!!!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>!!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Dannie let out a shriek. The sticky Bubble Tea dripped down\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>from her hair, and the pearls clung to her designer dress. She\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>was a complete mess.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The crowd immediately burst into laughter.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou crazy woman!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 62\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Dannie was trembling with rage, reaching out to grab\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine\u2019s hair.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Just then, a tall, slender figure stepped in front of Madeleine.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick grabbed Dannie\u2019s wrist with one hand, his grip so\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>strong it made her cry out in pain.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAh, it hurts, it hurts\u2026 Ouch, you, let go.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Seeing she was no longer a threat to Madeleine, Roderick\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>released her, his gaze still dark and gloomy.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Dannie didn\u2019t recognize Roderick, but seeing his resemblance\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>to that little bastard, she instantly guessed something.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She sneered.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cProtecting the mistress, are we?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The apple doesn\u2019t fall far from the tree. With a father like you, I\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>bet this little bastard will grow up rotten too!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Dannie rubbed her reddened wrist, glaring viciously at the three\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>of them:\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cA scumbag and a bitch\u2013what a perfect match!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 62\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She pulled out her phone. \u201cI\u2019m calling the preschool right now to\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>have the child from a morally corrupt family like yours expelled.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick\u2019s eyes went cold.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Morally corrupt?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The Livingston family, how were they morally corrupt?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The onlookers were now chattering excitedly among\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>themselves.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHey, is that woman really the mistress?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She doesn\u2019t look like one.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat do you mean, \u2018doesn\u2019t look like one\u2018? I\u2019m sure she is.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Didn\u2019t you notice that little chubby kid knows their child?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Besides, look at the woman, she\u2019s not even wearing a wedding\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>ring.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cShe really is the mistress. So shameless, even wearing\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>matching outfits.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>A lie told often enough becomes the truth; Madeleine was only\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>just now understanding what that meant.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>If she didn\u2019t step up and clarify the facts, she\u2019d be buried by the\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 62\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>rumors.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She took a deep breath, walked over to link her arm with\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick\u2019s, and looked up with a pitiful expression:\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHoney, she said I\u2019m your mistress~ Do you think her husband\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>has so many women on the side that it\u2019s made her paranoid?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Poor thing. She sees a loving couple like us and just assumes it\u2019s an improper relationship.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Then she turned and hugged Kevin.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSweetheart, I\u2019m sorry Mommy put you through this.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>As soon as she said this, Dannie was stunned, and the\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>gossiping crowd of onlookers was dumbfounded too.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>What\u2019s going on?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Where did the fierce woman who just threw Bubble Tea on\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>someone go?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>How did she suddenly turn into an adorable little woman!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>This wasn\u2019t the first time Madeleine had called him \u2018hubby\u2018 today, and Roderick\u2019s expression shifted again at her words.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 62\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine sighed and continued.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI can\u2019t help it. Maybe I just look too young and beautiful to be the mother of a four\u2013year\u2013old.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She looked up at Roderick with pleading eyes:\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOr maybe she thinks you, hubby, don\u2019t deserve a wife as pretty\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>as me?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Oh, hubby, isn\u2019t she insulting you then?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick: \u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>From the start until now, Madeleine\u2019s mouth hadn\u2019t stopped\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>running.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Two out of every three sentences were praising herself and\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>putting others down. That was so her.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The onlookers weren\u2019t idiots; they figured it out as soon as they\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>heard that.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat\u2019s the deal? So she\u2019s not the mistress after all.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou guys are just jumping on the bandwagon. Just because\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>she said \u2018mistress, you believed her? I thought something was\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>off from the start. Look how much that beautiful woman and\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 62\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>her son look alike.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cExactly. They clearly look like a family of three. That other woman must be jealous of them.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI think she\u2019s projecting. Her husband was probably stolen by a mistress, so she\u2019s resentful and taking it out on others.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Dannie\u2019s face was a nasty sight. She gritted her teeth in disbelief.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou\u2019re this child\u2019s mother?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>How is that possible? Didn\u2019t you hear what my son just said? He\u2019s never even seen you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine listened, her gaze falling on the little chubby boy with a smile that wasn\u2019t quite a smile.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Perhaps because Madeleine\u2019s gaze was too intimidating, the little chubby boy\u2019s body trembled.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He then quickly hid behind D\u2019annie, peeking up timidly.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSo?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Just because your son has never seen me, you doubt who I am? Ma\u2019am, I really suggest you go to a hospital and get\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 62\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>yourself checked out.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 63\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 62 Chapter 62\u00a0 The countdown finished. 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