Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

ATHENA

One week later....

"Do you know what this is?"

"I plead the fifth." I respond head on.

He ignores me.

"It's a document signed by Alexander King, stating he doesn't want it to be used on him no matter what!. This is the very drug that you used in surgery!"

"His family consented. I consented." I respond in an irritated tone.

Anger bubbles inside me. My son is scared and has caught on that something is wrong. They keep calling me to the prosecutor's office, detective center etc, the hospital refuses to back me up. Alex's father made sure I'm not detained and promised to handle this. The only reason I'm not currently wearing an orange suit is because of his power and influence.

"Who are you to consent?" The detective asks, but I refuse to answer. "You're not legally allowed to do that!" he snaps. "You're not his wife, next of kin, nor power of attorney. You had no right!"

"Maybe I am his wife. How do you know I'm not?" I raise a brow.

Well, I'm his ex-wife. But he doesn't need to know that.

"Trust me, we would know." He responds coldly.

My eyes fall to his chest so I can read the name of his badge.

"Detective Burner. Right?" I give him the most chilling smile I can summon and lean forward, "I'm pretty sure you heard me when I said his family consented, right?"

He sighs, leaning back with irritation marrying his features, " His family may have agreed. That may be the case, but Alex is a public figure, and the Quinns Medical hospital is answerable for each action. They have no say in this, and the law will take action!"

"I pretty sure we've established the fact that I don't give a shit." My patience starts running thin, and courage starts babbling inside me like I've been possessed.

"Even if he specifically said not to be saved?"

world screamed at me to let him go. I

studies me, his frustration rising with

Makes two of us.

God, Dr.

alive and kicking confirms that statement.

know men like him. Men who have no backbone or desire for justice. They are puppets used by the rich to get what they want and

medical law. You disregarded an explicit DNR equivalent, used an unapproved drug, shut out hospital staff, and

fault. I just went to check it. Can you prove I locked it?

in anger, "Because you

detective. Wouldn't want you having a heart attack. I wouldn't save

breathes out slowly and slides the file back toward himself. "You know what happens next, right?" His

only not in jail because of Eli King's

supposed to be a threat?" I ask as I rise from the chair slowly, deliberately, letting the silence stretch. "Because if it is, you're going to have to

the table, my hands flat on the cold surface, and lean just

not there. And the man I love, the father of my child is fighting for his life while you sit here swinging your tiny little badge like it makes you powerful. I know you know who I am to the

down and corner me into giving you the drug In exchange for freedom know your little games, and I must say you're shitty at them. Maybe whoever sent you needs to get

His nostrils flare.

like you. Weak men. Spineless, gutless, hand fed puppies trained by och men to

His jaw clenches.

you're a predator, but all I see is a dog in a suit.

his chair scraping against the tile. "Watch your mouth"" “Or what?” I taunt, not stepping back. "You'll put

one fast motion, he steps around the table, slams his hand on the nearby camera, and switches it

mutter. "No

against the wall. The cold tile digs into my spine as he

he snarls. "And no one will say a

before he can get the

yanked back, lifted and thrown across

a sickening thud, groaning

I gasp, stunned.

watching her?" he growls, his voice like gravel dragged across steel. “Touch her again and 11, make sure your corpse is so disfigured your mother