
{"id":29500,"date":"2026-02-06T12:36:35","date_gmt":"2026-02-06T12:36:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-203\/"},"modified":"2026-02-06T12:36:35","modified_gmt":"2026-02-06T12:36:35","slug":"the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-203","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-203\/","title":{"rendered":"The Heart Surgeon\u2019s Last Patient Novel Chapter 203"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Night Carved Paths Into Silence by Zyrel Ash ` 203<\/h1>\n<p>Chapter 203\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI was afraid you were busy and didn\u2019t want to bother you. Gerry\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>told me you haven\u2019t been eating properly again.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick smiled. \u201cMy fault for making my wife worry.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Just as Madeleine was about to say something, the office door\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>was pushed open again.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Mr. Klein walked in, dragging Jason, and looked a bit awkward\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>when he saw Madeleine.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMr. Livingston, sorry to interrupt\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He knew this was rude, of course, but with The Klein group on\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>the verge of collapse, he couldn\u2019t afford to care.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Before he could finish, Mr. Klein stood there awkwardly.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick didn\u2019t even glance at them, focusing on Madeleine.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHave you eaten?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOur son and I ate a while ago. I had Kirsten make this for you.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s all your favorites.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 203\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick pulled her to sit on the sofa, opened the box, and saw\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>a slightly burnt fried egg on top.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>This clearly wasn\u2019t up to Kirsten\u2019s standard.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He turned his head in pleasant surprise. \u201cYou made this?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cUm\u2026 I only made the fried egg. If you don\u2019t like it, you don\u2019t\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>have to eat it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHow could I?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick\u2019s eyes were filled with emotion. He held Madeleine\u2019s\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>hand with his left, asking worriedly if she\u2019d been burned by the\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>oil.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Jason stood to the side, his face turning pale.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He stared intently at the scene before him, his fingers clenching\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>unconsciously.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick was actually holding Madeleine\u2019s hand?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>And being so gentle with her?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>What shocked him even more was the shy blush on Madeleine\u2019s\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>face. How could this be the couple rumored to have a frosty\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>relationship?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 203\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat\u2019s going on\u2026\u201d Jason whispered in disbelief. \u201cWeren\u2019t they\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>supposed to have a bad relationship?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Mr. Klein shot his son a harsh glare and hissed, \u201cAre you blind?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDoes this look like a bad relationship?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick looked up, his icy gaze sweeping over them like a\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>knife.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Jason felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively took a half\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>step back.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMr. Klein.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick\u2019s voice was devoid of warmth. \u201cYour son seems quite\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>interested in my personal affairs?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Mr. Klein quickly pulled his son forward. \u201cMr. Livingston, we\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>came to apologize!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>This rebellious son\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThat won\u2019t be necessary.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick interrupted him, his long fingers gently stroking the back of Madeleine\u2019s hand. \u201cMy Chase is soft\u2013hearted, but that\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>doesn\u2019t mean I\u2019ll forgive so easily.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 203\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine noticed Jason\u2019s shocked expression and deliberately\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>leaned closer to Roderick.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHoney, are you really going to eat this fried egg?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s all burnt\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOf course.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick picked up the fried egg without hesitation and took a\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>big bite. \u201cThis is the best fried egg I\u2019ve ever had.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Jason\u2019s expression was like he\u2019d swallowed a fly.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He remembered the flippant things he\u2019d said to Madeleine\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>before.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHow much is Roderick paying you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhy not consider me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Now his face just burned with shame.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMr. Livingston.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Mr. Klein grabbed the back of Jason\u2019s neck and forced him to\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>bow.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 203\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThis bastard was blind to a person of great importance. You\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>can do whatever you want with him!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick slowly swallowed the fried egg, then looked at\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine. \u201cWhat do you think, honey?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine\u2019s attention was all on Roderick as he ate the fried\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>egg.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She hadn\u2019t noticed it just now, but when Roderick picked up the\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>fried egg, the back of it was a big, black mess.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Hey\u2026 you can\u2019t eat that.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I think burnt food causes cancer.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s all Jason\u2019s fault!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>If he hadn\u2019t suddenly shown up and caused trouble, she could\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>have stopped Roderick from eating the fried egg.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Thinking this, Madeleine reached out and pressed down on the\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>hand Roderick was using to hold his fork.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDon\u2019t eat the fried egg. Eat something else.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After she finished speaking, she looked up as if granting him a\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>favor, and gave Jason a glance.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 203\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHow to deal with him\u2026 doesn\u2019t that depend on his sincerity?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Mr. Klein could see it now; the one calling the shots was\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>actually Mr. Livingston\u2019s wife.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He immediately grabbed Jason and dragged him in front of\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMrs. Livingston, I am so sorry. This bastard is used to messing\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>around abroad, he has no filter and said things he shouldn\u2019t\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>have.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After speaking, Mr. Klein kicked the back of Jason\u2019s knee.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Jason cried out in pain, stumbling a few steps and almost\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>falling to his knees.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat are you still standing there for? Hurry up and apologize to\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Mrs. Livingston!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Jason nearly ground his teeth to dust.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Veins popped on his forehead. Apologize?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Right now, he wanted nothing more than to go up and strangle the couple.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Holding a grudge for so many years over the slap Madeleine\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 203\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>gave him ten years ago was one thing.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But to be humiliated like this ten years later!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He was naturally unwilling, clenching his jaw and not moving for\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>a long time.\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 ` 203 Chapter 203\u00a0 \u201cI was afraid you were busy and didn\u2019t [&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-29500","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\/29500","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=29500"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/29500\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=29500"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=29500"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=29500"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}