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The collision occurred in a flash; Matias leapt forward to protect me, only to be struck and hurled aside by an oncoming truck.
He was immediately taken to surgery. I, however, sat calmly, engrossed in a mobile game as if nothing had happened.
Shortly after, Odette Hewitt, the doctor overseeing my husband's care, burst through the doors, her face etched with urgency.
"Dr. Scott, your husband has no brain function! You're our only hope; please, come quickly!"
Her words pierced the quiet like a knife, her eyes pleading with me.
After all, I was the sole physician in the region who had successfully treated a patient with no brain activity.
Without looking up from my phone, I responded coolly, "As the patient is my spouse, hospital policy prevents me from conducting the operation."
My mother-in-law fell to the floor before me, repeatedly touching her head to the ground as she begged.
"Verena, I implore you, help Matias! He's in this state because he tried to protect you!"
I avoided her shaking hands, showing her my swollen right wrist, a faint, cynical smile on my face.
"Regrettably, I accidentally damaged my wrist tendon today. I'm unable to hold surgical instruments now."

Brain-Dead Husband's Last Hope Denied

Matias and I had been together for ten years, spending seven as a couple and three as husband and wife.


Despite our decade-long bond, he secretly betrayed me right under my nose.


His infidelity went beyond an affair; he fathered a child with another woman.


Discovering the truth through surveillance footage left me feeling as if my world had collapsed. But what I learned next was even more disturbing.


In the video, Odette spoke to him with a gentle voice that masked her sinister intentions.


"Be patient. It won't be much longer now."


"Soon, we'll be free to live together, the three of us. I'll take care of you and the baby. I don't even think she's capable of looking after our daughter properly."


Matias pressed her impatiently, "How much longer do we have to wait?"


Odette's response was filled with a cold, calculated plan.


"Isn't Verena so proud because she's a talented physician who once revived a brain-dead patient? She's always so full of herself."


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