
{"id":29384,"date":"2026-02-06T12:32:25","date_gmt":"2026-02-06T12:32:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-87\/"},"modified":"2026-02-06T12:32:25","modified_gmt":"2026-02-06T12:32:25","slug":"the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-87","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-87\/","title":{"rendered":"The Heart Surgeon\u2019s Last Patient Novel Chapter 87"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Night Carved Paths Into Silence by Zyrel Ash 87<\/h1>\n<p>Chapter 87\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rebecca rolled her eyes, speechless. It was the first time she\u2019d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>ever seen Roderick act so cocky.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cBroke your phone?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick remembered he was the one who\u2019d put Madeleine\u2019s\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>phone on the crossbeam of the power rack before he left. She\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>probably dropped it when she tried to get it down.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYeah, the screen is totally shattered.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine\u2019s voice was full of regret.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u104b\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I should have just thrown a cup. Phones are so expensive.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick chuckled. \u201cI\u2019ll have someone send you a new one in a\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>bit.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNo, don\u2019t. It can be fixed. It just needs a new screen.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOut with the old, in with the new.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine paused for two seconds on the other end, then\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>chuckled.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 87\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNot so concerned about being thrifty and frugal now, are we?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick just smiled without saying a word.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine stuffed something else into her mouth, her words\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>coming out muffled. \u201cSo why\u2019d you call? Did you find anything\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>out?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYeah, pretty much. I told you I wouldn\u2019t let anyone frame you. Don\u2019t worry.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI know.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine\u2019s voice was filled with relief.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After a moment, she couldn\u2019t help but pause again and ask in a\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>low voice, \u201cRicki, what if I really did do it?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIt doesn\u2019t matter.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick\u2019s tone was still gentle. \u201cIf you really did make a\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>mistake, then you just have to make up for it. I\u2019ll be watching\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cTch~ I guess that gives you something to hold over me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick smiled, guessing she was probably muttering about him to herself right now.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 87\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Sitting across from him, Rebecca stared wide\u2013eyed. Watching\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>the two of them get lost in their own world on the phone, her\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>heart sank.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s over. The money I just got is as good as gone.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick hung up the phone, raised an eyebrow, and looked at\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>her smugly, mimicking the way Rebecca had held out her hand\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>earlier.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cPay up.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rebecca shot him a glare and transferred the 1.6 million dollars\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>back.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAnd the rest?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick beckoned with his finger. \u201cYou lost. A bet\u2019s a bet, you\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>gambling degenerate.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rebecca tried to weasel out of it. \u201cI told you to call and tell her\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>you were in a car accident. You didn\u2019t, so it doesn\u2019t count as a\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>win.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI was afraid of worrying her. I didn\u2019t want to scare her. She\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cStop.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u104b\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 87\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rebecca cut Roderick off and, looking down, transferred\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>another 800 thousand dollars.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWe\u2019ll call it a partial win for you. Happy now?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She really couldn\u2019t stand him like this, high on his hopeless\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>romantic buzz.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick saw the 800 thousand dollars arrive and immediately\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>transferred it to Madeleine.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>It wasn\u2019t easy getting a miser like Rebecca to cough up some\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>cash.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rebecca crossed her arms. \u201cLooks like Madeleine really has\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>changed a lot. No wonder you\u2019re always running to her with your\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>tail wagging these days.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick shot her a glare.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWho are you calling a dog?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cTake a look in the mirror yourself. You can\u2019t even hide your\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>wagging tail.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick didn\u2019t say anything. He could only let his guard down around Rebecca. After all, his true nature had been worn down\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 87\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>over the years, and he rarely had the chance to be himself like\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>this.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWell, this only proves Madeleine isn\u2019t the mole. It doesn\u2019t prove\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>she won\u2019t get ideas like that in the future. What do you think\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rebecca raised an eyebrow and asked with a mischievous\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>smile, \u201cIf you were to cause some trouble for Edward, do you\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>think she\u2019d come after you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick looked at her, amused by how much she enjoyed\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>stirring up trouble.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cStill want to make a bet?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cUh, let me think about it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rebecca frowned and didn\u2019t answer right away. The sting of her\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>recent loss hadn\u2019t faded yet.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick smiled and leaned back in his chair, every bit of his\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>posture radiating confidence.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIt\u2019s about time I taught Edward a lesson.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He\u2019d put up with him for long enough.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After realizing she might be a disposable side character in a\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 87\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Male\u2013oriented Web Novel, Madeleine ate and drank as she pleased, treating herself like an unkillable cockroach.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She had read some Male\u2013oriented Web Novels where, aside\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>from the male lead, all the female characters seemed to have their intelligence lowered, becoming stepping stones for the\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>protagonist.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>If that was the case, then wouldn\u2019t she and her whole family be\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Edward\u2019s first stepping stone?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDamn it, this is just great. An ungrateful bastard can even be\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>the male lead!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roy peeked in with a mop, ready for some Gossip.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cChase Livingston, are you watching a short\u2013form web series?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Which one are you watching?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>In the past few days, Kirsten and Roy had noticed the change in Madeleine. They weren\u2019t so afraid of her anymore and would occasionally come over to joke around.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 88\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 88\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 87 Chapter 87\u00a0 Rebecca rolled her eyes, speechless. 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