Reborn To Remarry My Ex Husband

Chapter 420 Exposed

Mr. Norman had chosen the operating room with great care. Designed for junior doctors to perform surgeries independently, it was equipped with transparent isolation glass so the experts could observe and guide.

The room was split into two sections.

The Shield family and the neurology specialists who had come to watch the smoothblood technique were in the outer part of the sterile area.

Ingrid, standing outside, had a determined look in her eyes. She turned toward Suzanna, ready to accuse her.

Her words struck Cameron sharply, each one resonating through the air, reaching his ears.

He wasn't deaf, after all-his legs were simply paralyzed.

He could still see the blood oozing from the places where the electrodes had punctured his skin.

The dark, purplish blood was a chilling sight.

As a doctor, Cameron understood the implications.

If the blood had been dark and clotted, it might have meant his legs could still recover, that there was some hope for the damaged tissue.

But this blood-it wasn't just stagnant.

It was a sign that the tissue was completely dead.

It was like a pond in late autumn: no matter how desperately the lotus bloomed, they would be swallowed by the muddy water, unable to survive.

His legs were beyond saving.

Cameron grasped the harsh truth.

What made it worse, however, was knowing that his legs could have been saved. Why had everything gone wrong at Suzanna's hands?

The realization hit even harder when he understood that it was his own sister-Suzanna-who, with her unskilled technique, had led him to this point.

And just when he thought it couldn't get worse, Ingrid's words pierced through him like a bullet.

Frozen, he stood, his eyes empty and distant. His lips quivered as he barely whispered, his voice thick with hopelessness.

"No... no way ...

"How could this happen?"

Ingrid had always been known for her integrity within the Shield family. Her reputation was spotless, and no one had ever doubted her honesty She had no reason to come to the hospital and spread lies about her employers. Doing so would only ruin her standing.

Ingrid's husband worked as a driver for the Shields, and they had once had a son. Unfortunately, their son passed away when he was only six years old.

After that, Ingrid stopped thinking about having more children and focused on growing old with her husband in peace.noveldrama

Retirement was just a year away.

Throwing away that peaceful future wasn't something she would do lightly.

This understanding made Ingrid's words all the more powerful, as everyone at the Shields knew the truth of her character.

Suzanna was taken aback. She hadn't expected Ingrid to appear out of nowhere like this.

A wave of panic swept over her, and her eyes flitted nervously around the room.

She couldn't let Ingrid reveal her secrets.

Suzanna still held an electrode in her hand, her eyes locked on the pressure point diagram in the Veinspire Codex.

The diagram marked a fatal point-one strike could kill.

Her pulse quickened, but she forced herself to remain composed as she walked toward Ingrid, wearing a mask of surprise and disbelief. She parted the sterile curtain and

stepped up to her.

"Ingrid, after all these years with the Shields, how could you turn on me like this?" Suzanna's voice wavered, pretending to be hurt.

"Do you really think that baseless claim about 'Slumber Incense' being made by Melody will bring me down?

"Ingrid, I know you've treated Melody like a daughter these past four years, but you can't go this far to protect her.

"Do you honestly think this is what your son would have wanted?"

Suzanna was adept at playing on people's emotions. She knew exactly where Ingrid's vulnerabilities were and aimed to strike at them.

But Ingrid didn't fall for it.

Instead, she stood firm, her voice unwavering. "Suzanna," Ingrid said, "since you say I'm slandering you

"If you really are the one who made the 'Slumber Incense,' then tell me what are the ingredients? What's the process for making it?"