False Death and Forgotten Promise

My mother-in-law's illness relapsed again, and only my husband, Xavier Grey could save her. However, Xavier, known as "The Healer", refused to leave the grave of his first love, Eve Parker.

When I begged him, pleading desperately for help, he responded coldly, "What's this new trick of yours? Stay out of my sight!"

In the end, my mother-in-law passed away in the emergency room. Yet, at the same time, his beloved first love returned from the dead.

Now, standing before my mother-in-law's brand-new gravestone, Xavier finally went mad.

Only my husband, Xavier Grey, could perform the surgery on his mother, Christine Grey.

Her condition was too rare, and the sudden relapse put her life in immediate danger. Time was running out.

I stood outside the emergency room, frantically calling Xavier. However, he did not answer the first call or the second. My heart pounded in my chest, and I felt as if invisible hands were tightening around my throat, making it hard to breathe.

By the third call, Xavier finally picked up.

“You’re such a bother! Do you know what today is? It’s been a week since Eve’s death! I have to be with her! Don’t you understand that the dead deserve respect? Are you going to compete with a dead person for my attention?”

Before he could continue yelling, I cut him off urgently, “Xavier, your mother’s condition has worsened. You need to come to the hospital now. You’re the only one who can save her. The doctors say it’s critical.”

I trusted that Xavier, being a doctor, understood how serious her condition was. But instead, his voice was calm.

“Send me a picture of my mom in critical condition, and maybe then I’ll believe you.”

She was already in the emergency room. I had no choice but to switch to video and show him the doors of the operating theatre. For a moment, there was silence on the other end, and I thought he believed me.

I quickly spoke again, desperate, “She’s really in there. I swear, I’m not lying!”

“Fine, I’ll come right away.”

Relief started to wash over me until I heard his mocking laugh.

“That was what you wanted to hear, wasn’t it? How long are you going to play this game? Do you think I’m an idiot, that I’d fall for your lies again and again?”

Then, he hung up, and when I tried calling back, he had blocked me. I sent him messages, pleading with him to come. My texts filled the screen, but not a single response came.

Meanwhile, Christine’s condition was getting worse by the minute. When the second critical notice came, my legs buckled. I fell to my knees at Xavier’s office door.

I knew his colleagues and friends would see me, but I no longer cared. The moment I knelt, tears poured down like a flood.

“Please, someone call Xavier for me. His adoptive mother is dying, and only he can save her!”

A nurse helped me stand, and