The Abandoned Wife

Chapter 1971 Emergency Situation

Having her good mood ruined by the disgusting man, Madilyn decided to stop playing and wash up instead to get ready for bed. She had several important surgeries to perform the following day, after all. As she stood in front of the bathroom mirror, brushing her teeth, she couldn’t help but replay the events of the evening in her mind.

Why did Jonathan have to show up like that? She thought. His mere presence had a way of stirring emotions in her that she wasn’t ready to confront. With a sigh, she splashed some cold water on her face, hoping to clear her head.

Once she finished her nighttime routine, she slipped into her pajamas and crawled into bed, pulling the covers up to her chin. As she lay there, staring at the ceiling, her thoughts drifted to the surgeries she had scheduled for the next day. Each one was complex and required her full attention and precision.

She had just begun to drift off to sleep when her phone rang, jolting her awake. Groggily, she reached for it, seeing the hospital’s number on the screen.

“Hello?” she answered, her voice thick with sleep.

“Dr. Madilyn, we have an emergency situation. A car accident victim just arrived, and we need you to come in immediately,” the voice on the other end said urgently.

Her heart raced as she threw back the covers and jumped out of bed. “I’ll be there in fifteen minutes,” she replied, already pulling on her clothes.

Within minutes, she was out the door and driving to the hospital. The streets were eerily quiet at this late hour, and her mind raced with thoughts of the injured patient. As a surgeon, she was used to dealing with emergencies, but each one brought a fresh surge of adrenaline.

When she arrived at the hospital, the emergency room was a flurry of activity. Nurses and doctors were bustling around, and the air was thick with tension. Madilyn quickly scrubbed in and headed to the operating room where the patient was being prepped for surgery.

Dr. Jacobs, one of her colleagues, met her at the door. “It’s a young man, mid-twenties. Severe internal bleeding and multiple fractures. We need to operate immediately,” he briefed her.

Madilyn nodded, her mind already shifting into professional mode. “Let’s get started,” she said, donning her surgical mask and gloves.

The next few hours were a blur of intense concentration and meticulous work. Madilyn and her team worked tirelessly to stabilize the patient, repairing damaged organs and stopping the internal bleeding. As the hours passed, the initial chaos gave way to a more controlled environment, and she could feel the collective relief as the patient’s condition began to stabilize.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, they were able to close the incisions and transfer the patient to the ICU for monitoring. Madilyn removed her gloves and mask, feeling the exhaustion settle into her bones. She stepped out of the operating room, running a hand through her hair.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Dr. Jacobs approached her with a weary smile. “You did an incredible job, Madilyn. I don’t think we could have saved him without you.”

She offered a tired smile in return. “It was a team effort. Let’s hope he makes a full recovery.”

After updating the patient’s family on his condition, Madilyn found herself a quiet corner in the break room. She sank into a chair, closing her eyes for a moment. The adrenaline was wearing off, leaving behind a deep fatigue.

Her thoughts drifted back to Jonathan. Despite everything, she couldn’t deny that she missed him. There was a part of her that longed to talk to him, to clear the air and understand what had gone wrong between them.

But now wasn’t the time. She had patients to care for and a job that demanded her full attention. With a sigh, she pushed those thoughts aside and focused on the tasks at hand.

As the night turned into morning, Madilyn finally finished her shift and headed home. The streets were now bustling with early morning commuters, a stark contrast to the quiet of the night before. She pulled into her driveway, feeling the weight of the past 24 hours pressing down on her.

Inside her house, she went straight to the shower, hoping the hot water would wash away some of her exhaustion. As the steam enveloped her, she closed her eyes and let the water cascade over her, feeling the tension slowly melt away.

When she finally crawled into bed, the sun was already rising, casting a warm glow through her bedroom window. She knew she had only a few hours before she’d have to get up and do it all over again, but for now, she allowed herself to sink into the mattress and drift off to sleep.

In her dreams, Jonathan’s face appeared, his eyes filled with the same confusion and longing she felt. She reached out to him, but he was always just out of reach, a reminder of the unresolved emotions that lingered between them.

As she slept, she hoped that someday, she’d find the courage to face those feelings head-on and perhaps, find a way to mend the rift that had formed between them.