Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

Chapter 151

ATHENA

"What?" I gasp.

I look from left to right and left again.

"Surely there must be a mistake."

"Nope. It's you, Dr. Dawson. We have that tradition. The one with the most votes represents the hospital at the gala. It's important because we get donations from the Kings foundation." Ian explains, and I watch him with a suspicious eye.

"Votes by whom?" Isabelle asks, and we all turn to look at lan.

"The board. They vote anonymously, and it's tradition, so changes can't be changed."

"Tradition huh?"

"Yes!" lan claps his hands together, standing like he didn't just ruin my weekend plans.

"Then I'll accompany her." Zayan says, making lan turn to face him.

"As what?"

"There has to be something you can give him. Don't they give two invites each year?" Isabelle backs him up.

"They do, so if you can tell me what, Dr. Sinclair will accompany Dr. Dawson, as to this very professional and important gala, please don't let me stop you."

It's a trap.

lan doesn't want me to go with anyone who has XY chromosomes.

Which has to be Alex's doing.

I'm sure of it.

I was planning on going on a weekend away with Zayan. I don't want to introduce

him to Rayen just yet, so I asked Alex to swap dates, and he said,

"Sure. No problem."

Just like that. No questions asked.

I should have known it was too good to be true.

Zayan straightens, thoughtful for a moment before he finally says,

"As a doctor at this hospital."

lan tilts his head, unimpressed. "Hmm."

He uncrosses his arms and shakes his head slowly. "I wouldn't want any rumors spreading about me having favorites, Dr. Sinclair."

His gaze flicks to me.

"I'll be accompanying Dr. Dawson myself."

My jaw nearly drops.

What?

"If anyone else wants to attend," he continues casually, "feel free to secure your own ticket."

Zayan stiffens beside me.

blink at lan, utterly

"You're going with me?"

You represent the hospital, and I represent the administration. It

It doesn't.

At all.

isn't about logic. It's about Alex. And whatever invisible strings

laughs under his breath, low

can't be

weekend." I

the picture, we are dismissed." Ian claps his hands together, then he walks

slowly, Isabelle mouthing a dramatic "call me" before slipping

his thumb over my knuckles in silent

I whisper

I feel so bad.

fault," he says, though his jaw is tight. "We'll make the

nod, but the weight in my chest

quiet by the time I make my way to

stop in front of Room

Sloane's room.

breath before pushing the door

she still hasn't shown any sign of waking up. She had only woken up once, but it was so brief that we thought

better and she fails to walk for the rest of her life, it will

pull the chair closer to her bed and

softly. "I, uh... got nominated for the

dry laugh. "Apparently it's a hospital tradition. I didn't even know we

Can you

She doesn't move.

her face, hoping for a flutter of eyelids. A twitch.

even though I keep believing

was supposed to go away with Zayan," I continue. "But now lan's going with me instead, and

and lean back in the

ditch the gala and run

that begin to run

miss you, Sloane. Please wake up. I

out so quietly that they

Your snark. The way you always had my

I didn't deserve

reach out, brushing her

misses your stories. I didn't

My throat tightens.

up, okay? We miss you

a while longer, the only sound in the room, the rhythmic beep

monitor.

a soft

"I love you, Sloane."

the room slowly, glancing back once before the door clicks

me.

step into the boutique to get myself

a strange email about there being a

it, but I received an actual call an hour later telling

same.

asked where they got my line because their shop was the most expensive and never in my wildest dreams

been our biggest client, ma'am." She said. "You may have forgotten because your assistant used to pick

Then it clicked.

line from the time I was

now. So here I am, hoping the

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