
{"id":29550,"date":"2026-02-06T12:38:21","date_gmt":"2026-02-06T12:38:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-253\/"},"modified":"2026-02-06T12:38:21","modified_gmt":"2026-02-06T12:38:21","slug":"the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-253","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-253\/","title":{"rendered":"The Heart Surgeon\u2019s Last Patient Novel Chapter 253"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Night Carved Paths Into Silence by Zyrel Ash ` 253<\/h1>\n<p>Chapter 253\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Inside and outside, it was two completely different scenes.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>By the time one movie was over, the drinking party outside still\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>hadn\u2019t ended. Madeleine and her son were yawning together.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cRebecca, how\u2019s your Professor Shaw with his liquor?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHow should I know?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rebecca muttered, then shot her an annoyed glare. \u201cWhat do\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>you mean, \u2018my\u2018? Don\u2019t spread rumors.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHehe.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine chuckled and leaned in to look into her eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou were distracted during the movie. What were you thinking\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>about? Was it because of Adrian?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDon\u2019t be ridiculous. I\u2019m going to my room to sleep.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After she spoke, Isabella and Charlotte over there also said they\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>were tired and ready to rest.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 253\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The estate had plenty of empty rooms, one for each person, so\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>there was no worry about not having a place to sleep.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rebecca went back to her room, sat on the bed, and\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>immediately checked the time on her phone.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Eleven o\u2019clock sharp.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Was Adrian still outside drinking?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Did that mean he\u2019d forgotten what he said this afternoon?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Something about only giving her until midnight to think it over.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>So what about now?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Did she still need to consider it?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSo annoying. Isn\u2019t he usually so meticulous about things?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rebecca tossed her phone aside, grabbed her pajamas, and\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>went to take a shower.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Eleven\u2013thirty.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After her shower and skincare routine, Rebecca sat on the bed\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>and checked her phone again.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 253\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>There were no messages from Adrian, and she had no idea if he\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>was still drinking.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She took a deep breath and grabbed a random file to work on.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ten minutes passed, and she hadn\u2019t even finished a single\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>page.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She ran her hands through her hair in frustration, then got up to\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>pour herself a glass of water.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Eleven forty\u2013five.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOnly fifteen minutes left?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>What\u2019s going on\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She muttered, getting out of bed, slipping on her slippers, and\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>tiptoeing out to the living room.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Of the group that was drinking, only Bradley and Simon\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>remained. Their eyes were glazed over, and they were slurring\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>their words.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cBradley, where\u2019s Adrian?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHe\u2026 went back to his room.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 253\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOh.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rebecca turned to go back, a tightness in her chest.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He must have forgotten.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Or he\u2019s just too drunk.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Annoyed, she started back to her room, but hesitated as she\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>passed Adrian\u2019s door.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Maybe I should go in and check?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>What if he\u2019s really drunk?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>With that thought, she did just that.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>At eleven\u2013fifty, Rebecca knocked on Adrian\u2019s door.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After just one knock, the door cracked open from the inside,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>and a hand forcefully pulled Rebecca in.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She didn\u2019t even have time to cry out before she was plunged\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>into darkness.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>My heart was pounding, about to burst out of my chest.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rebecca was pressed against the door, her eyes not yet\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 253\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>adjusted to the darkness, unable to see anything clearly.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She could only hear heavy breathing and smell the strong scent\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>of alcohol.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou\u2026 you let go first.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rebecca spoke in a low voice, which trembled slightly.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Fortunately, the drunk Adrian was agreeable.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rebecca made her request, and he complied without a word.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He let go, and without the restraint, Rebecca finally breathed a\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>sigh of relief.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She fumbled along the wall behind her and turned on a sconce.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>It wasn\u2019t bright, but the dim, yellow light was enough for her to\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>see what Adrian looked like right now.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He really looked like he had drunk a lot. His glasses were\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>nowhere to be seen, his cheeks had an unnatural flush, and his\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>eyes were very hazy.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAre you drunk?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Adrian didn\u2019t say anything, just unfastened his watch, tossed it\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>onto the nightstand, and stumbled to sit on the edge of the bed.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 253\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He was only wearing a gray shirt, its sleeves rolled up, revealing\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>arms with veins popping.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Adrian leaned back, supporting himself with his hands on the\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>bed.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou came over just to ask that.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNo.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rebecca pressed her lips together and glanced up at the clock\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>on the wall.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Another five minutes had passed.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Five minutes left.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Adrian noticed her movement, the corner of his mouth lifting\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>almost imperceptibly before quickly falling back down.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThen what did you come here for?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAdrian!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rebecca was a little annoyed and raised her voice, then\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>immediately turned her head to look behind her worriedly.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She couldn\u2019t be too loud. It would be so awkward if someone\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 253\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>heard.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>In the middle of the night, if anyone found out she was in\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Adrian\u2019s room, it would be impossible to explain.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAre you angry?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>What\u2019s there to be angry about? I\u2019m not even angry.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Adrian\u2019s lips curved into a smile, his Adam\u2019s apple bobbing up and down as if he were suppressing something.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rebecca was so choked by his words she didn\u2019t know what to\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>say.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 254\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 254\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 ` 253 Chapter 253\u00a0 Inside and outside, it was two completely different [&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-29550","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\/29550","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=29550"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/29550\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=29550"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=29550"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=29550"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}