
{"id":29436,"date":"2026-02-06T12:34:13","date_gmt":"2026-02-06T12:34:13","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-139\/"},"modified":"2026-02-06T12:34:13","modified_gmt":"2026-02-06T12:34:13","slug":"the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-139","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-139\/","title":{"rendered":"The Heart Surgeon\u2019s Last Patient Novel Chapter 139"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Night Carved Paths Into Silence by Zyrel Ash 139<\/h1>\n<p>Roderick\u2019s gaze never left Madeleine as he nodded slightly.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThank you, Mrs. Miller.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rebecca suddenly mentioned she had some business to\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>discuss with Roderick, and the two of them went to the living\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>room.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Taking this opportunity, Mrs. Miller wanted to chat a bit more\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>with Madeleine.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cShall we go sit for a bit?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOkay.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine nodded, an inexplicable nervousness starting to\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>build inside her.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She was still shaken by their last conversation with Mrs. Miller;\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>in her mind, the old Mrs. Miller had always tried to set her up\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>with Edward for no reason, like a hand pushing her onto that\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>very track.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>And the question she had asked last time had inadvertently\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>woken Mrs. Miller up.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 139\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>So, had Mrs. Miller awakened too?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>This question had been swirling in Madeleine\u2019s mind for a long\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>time. If that was the case, she needed to confirm whether Mrs.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Miller was suffering from any side effects.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She followed Mrs. Miller to the tea room and found that the tea\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>snacks on the table had been replaced with soft cake and nuts.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Outside the window, the setting sun filtered through the sheer\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>curtains, casting mottled patterns of light and shadow between\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>them.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Mrs. Miller poured her a cup of herbal tea and suddenly said,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMaddie, about last time\u2026 I need to apologize to you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine\u2019s heart skipped a beat, and she almost dropped her\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>teacup.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIt was like I was possessed back then.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Mrs. Miller shook her head with a wry smile. \u201cI always felt that you and that boy, Edward, were a match made in heaven. Now\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>that I think about it, it\u2019s just\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She sighed and shook her head.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 139\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019d never wondered why I thought that way before. But when\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>you asked me last time, it hit me. Right, why did I want you to be\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>with Edward?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine\u2019s hand tightened around her cup.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMrs. Miller, did you know Edward before?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWell\u2026 not really \u2018knew\u2018 him. I met Edward once in Tuscany,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>years ago. He was just a poor student then. He was out of\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>money and people were giving him trouble, so I stepped in and\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>helped him.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine understood.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Another NPC who bails out the male lead\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>So Mrs. Miller probably wasn\u2019t too affected by the narrative\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>control because her involvement with Edward wasn\u2019t that deep.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSigh, I don\u2019t know what it was. Maybe I used to think that\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Edward was a nice boy, and that there was nothing wrong with\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>you liking him and pursuing love, but now\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Mrs. Miller\u2019s lips curved into a slight smile. \u201cMaddie, who is it\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>that you really like?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 139\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Pulled from her thoughts, Madeleine\u2019s face immediately turned\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>red.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI, uh, well, I\u2019ll just have some tea.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Seeing her stammer and falter, Mrs. Miller, with all her\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>experience, understood immediately.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She smiled and nodded.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI only married Roderick\u2019s father the year before last, so I don\u2019t\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>know much about your past, but I heard from him that you two\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>were very much in love. I don\u2019t know why things turned out the\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>way they did, but at least things are good now.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Mrs. Miller patted Madeleine\u2019s hand. \u201cI can tell, Roderick really\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>cares about you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine\u2019s heart warmed.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHe does.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick had never been stingy or tried to hide his love for her.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>In the living room, Roderick was talking business with Rebecca when he seemed to sense something and zoned out for a\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 139\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>moment.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rebecca waved her hand in front of his face.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat\u2019s with you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThinking about my wife.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rebecca: \u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick was never one to hide things from her and Bradley; he\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>just said whatever came to mind. If he said he was thinking\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>about his wife, he really meant it.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The problem was, they\u2019d only been apart for less than two\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>minutes!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rebecca rolled her eyes to the heavens and took a deep breath.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI seriously can\u2019t with you. Let\u2019s get back to business!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The group\u2019s stock dropped the other day because of that news\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>about Nanette, right? And the mole in the company is stirring up\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>trouble again. When are we finally going to catch them? I can\u2019t\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>take it anymore, I\u2019ve already lost a lot of money.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSoon.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 139\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick narrowed his eyes. \u201cWhen does the bidding for the\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Northgate Tech Park project start?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThe end of this month.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick nodded. \u201cGood. Then we\u2019ll close the net at the end of\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>the month.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Dinner was specially prepared at home by a State Banquet chef, and Madeleine\u2019s eyes were dazzled by the table of exquisite\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>dishes.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She sat beside Roderick, and seeing that everyone else was just talking and not touching their forks, she had to sit still as well.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Owen was still talking about what happened last time, expressing his gratitude for Rebecca and Bradley\u2019s help.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 140\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 140\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 139 Roderick\u2019s gaze never left Madeleine as he nodded slightly.\u00a0 \u201cThank you, [&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-29436","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\/29436","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=29436"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/29436\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=29436"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=29436"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=29436"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}