A Diamond in Her Own Right

The day before my engagement to Dean was announced, his childhood sweetheart falsely claimed I had broken her fingers when she was playing the piano.

Dean flew into a rage and made me join the medical relief team in Loasia. Now that I was abandoned with just the clothes on my back, I had no choice but to fend for myself.

Not long after, I was informed that he was getting married.

Everyone bet that I would fly back to steal him away. After all, I had been head over heels in love with him.

However, I never appeared even at the end of the wedding. I didn't even call him.

I had vanished into thin air.

…

Five years later...

A man, heavily injured from a car crash, arrived at the emergency department. His significant other demanded that he be operated on by the hospital director.

I calmly held up my scalpel in the operating theatre, my face hidden behind a surgical mask. "Administer the anesthesia."

Before he could be sedated, the man suddenly grabbed my wrist. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he demanded weakly, "Eve, is that you?"

I pulled his hand away from mine and shot the anesthetist a look. "The patient is aggravated. Increase the dosage."

My Ex-Husband

Dean Blake stared up at me from the operating table.

"Eve, I knew you're not dead… You've finally returned."

I looked down at him with a blank look on my face.

"Mr. Blake, please let go. I'm Evelyn Chance, your surgeon today, and not your Eve."

After a stunned pause, Dean chuckled. "Are you still angry? It has been five years, and your temper is still so short. I only sent you to Loasia to teach you a lesson. It's your fault for hurting Laura's hand, wasn't it?

"You can still be Mrs. Blake as long as you admit to your mistake."

Even now, he thought that title was an honor.

The medical staff around me held their breaths as they exchanged looks.

I picked up the hemostatic forceps and clamped the edges of his bleeding wound.

"Aah!"

He let out a shriek of agony as his body violently jolted.

"Evelyn, you've gone mad!"

He stared at me in disbelief, breaking out in a cold sweat from the pain.

"Mr. Blake, you're bleeding. If you don't want to die from blood loss, you'll shut your mouth. Administer the anesthesia," I instructed coldly.

Dean's vision began to go hazy as the drug coursing in his veins did its work.

Still, he clung to the last shreds of his consciousness, staring straight at me the entire time.

"You can't get away... Eve… Once I wake up... we'll get married..."

The last word faded into silence before he finally passed out.

I blankly looked down at the face I was once enamored with, feeling absolutely nothing on the inside.

Married?

Dean likely had no idea that I'd already married the best man in the world.

Right now, he was just