
{"id":29386,"date":"2026-02-06T12:32:29","date_gmt":"2026-02-06T12:32:29","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-89\/"},"modified":"2026-02-06T12:32:29","modified_gmt":"2026-02-06T12:32:29","slug":"the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-89","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-89\/","title":{"rendered":"The Heart Surgeon\u2019s Last Patient Novel Chapter 89"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Night Carved Paths Into Silence by Zyrel Ash 89<\/h1>\n<p>Rebecca crossed her arms, looking at Madeleine with a\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>speechless expression.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>You\u2019re Roderick\u2019s wife, after all. Can\u2019t you show a little of the\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>CEO\u2019s wife\u2019s presence?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>What surprised Madeleine was that Dannie had actually been\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>brought in by Rebecca.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Did Roderick tell her what happened at the amusement park\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>that day?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Dannie came forward, grabbing Madeleine\u2019s arm with a tear-\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>streaked face. \u201cIt\u2019s all my fault for being blind to a person of\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>great importance, for being so clueless as to say those awful things. Mrs. Livingston, please don\u2019t take it to heart.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Dannie\u2019s grip was strong, and Madeleine\u2019s arm hurt where she\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>was being held. She frowned and hissed in pain.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rebecca thought she wasn\u2019t taking it seriously, and her tone\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>was clearly impatient.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m telling you, Madeleine, you\u2019re Roderick\u2019s a formally and\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 89\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>legitimately wedded wife. You\u2019re not angry that someone\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>pointed at you and called you the mistress?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Can you show some backbone?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWho says I\u2019m not angry!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine, annoyed, yanked her hand away from Dannie\u2019s.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She looked at her coldly. \u201cIf you were truly sorry, you would have\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>said so at the amusement park that day. Why wait until today?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Dannie was at a loss for words.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>How could she have known her husband would be\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>investigated? How could she have known the whole family\u2019s\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>plan to go abroad would be ruined because of that incident!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Dannie couldn\u2019t hold back her tears and started crying.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYes, it\u2019s all my fault. I\u2019m begging you, be the bigger person,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>please don\u2019t stoop to my level. My Mr. Eleanor has already been\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>taken away, the Eleanor family is finished. Mrs. Livingston,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>please be merciful and let us go\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>As Dannie\u2019s tearful voice rang out, the onlookers all turned their\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>gazes to Madeleine.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 89\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Now everyone understood what was going on.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>So she got taught a lesson for offending Daquan!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Hey, who was it that spread the rumor about the CEO and his\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>wife not getting along?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rumors, pure rumors!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine took a step back, putting distance between herself\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>and Dannie. Her face was expressionless, and her eyes were\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>calm to the point of being detached.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIf he was arrested, he must have done something. What\u2019s the\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>use in begging me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYes, yes, I know. Mr. Eleanor\u2019s business dealings were\u2026 not\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>exactly clean. He deserved to be arrested. But my son is\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>innocent, Mrs. Livingston, please spare him.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>That little chubby kid?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine didn\u2019t know what had happened and just turned to\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>look at Rebecca.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rebecca raised an eyebrow. \u201cDidn\u2019t she say that day she\u2019d make\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>it so our little Kevin couldn\u2019t go to kindergarten? So I just made\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 89\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>a call and made it so her son can\u2019t go either.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Her tone was casual, as if she had just done a small favor, but a\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>flash of coldness crossed her eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>That\u2019s the little Kevin she watched grow up. How dare she\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>threaten him?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Did she think his aunt was a nobody?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Hearing this, Dannie cried even harder, almost falling to her\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>knees. \u201cMrs. Livingston, Miss Su, it was my big mouth!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I deserve to die!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>My son is only five, he doesn\u2019t know anything!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m begging you, don\u2019t drag him into this\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Seeing Dannie about to come forward and grab her again,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine stopped her approach with an icy glare.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDannie, your husband is being investigated. That\u2019s his problem.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Your son can\u2019t go to school because of your own big mouth.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She paused, her voice turning cool. \u201cThe person you should\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>apologize to isn\u2019t me, it\u2019s my son.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 89\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Dannie froze, then quickly understood and nodded repeatedly.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYes, yes, yes!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019ll go apologize to your son right now!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThere\u2019s no need.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine cut her off coolly, \u201cMy son doesn\u2019t need your\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>apology. You just need to remember that words have\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>consequences.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After speaking, she turned her gaze to Rebecca.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHer son can\u2019t go to kindergarten anymore?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rebecca raised an eyebrow. \u201cAt least no school in the city will\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>dare to take him now.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine looked back at Dannie, mimicking Rebecca\u2019s\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>eyebrow raise.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDid you hear that?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Dannie looked dazed for a moment, taking a while to\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>understand what Madeleine meant.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2026 I heard!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 89\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Mrs. Livingston, Rebecca, don\u2019t worry. I\u2019ll take my son to the\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Countryside right now and never set foot in the city again.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rebecca waved her hand dismissively. \u201cGet lost.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Once Dannie had scrambled away, Rebecca scoffed, \u201cHer\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>husband\u2019s in trouble. You think she can get away?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>It won\u2019t be long before her son becomes an orphan with no one\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>to care for him.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine had no interest in the future of people like that. She\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>just looked at Rebecca and spoke after a moment.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWant to get some coffee?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The cafe downstairs, my treat.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rebecca knew she wanted to talk, so she asked playfully,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMadeleine, are you openly skipping work? You\u2019re going to get\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>your pay docked!\u201d\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 89 Rebecca crossed her arms, looking at Madeleine with a\u00a0 speechless expression.\u00a0 [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[85],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-29386","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/29386","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=29386"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/29386\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=29386"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=29386"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=29386"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}