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?"

if the world screamed at me to let him go.

frustration rising with

Makes two of us.

not God,

still alive and kicking confirms that statement. If I were a powerful being,

for justice. They are puppets used by the rich to get what they want and make everyone dance to their tune. I'm long past that. They're just

You disregarded an explicit DNR equivalent, used an unapproved drug, shut out hospital

it. Can you prove I locked it? Did anyone from

anger, "Because

having a heart attack. I wouldn't save your ass, so

toward himself. "You know

attitude of yours. You're only not in jail because of Eli King's intervention. But

from the chair slowly, deliberately, letting the silence stretch. "Because if it is, you're going to have to do a

toward the edge of the table, my hands flat on the cold surface, and

my child is fighting for his life while you sit here swinging your tiny little badge

don't play stupid with me. Your worst mistake was thinking you could take me 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

His nostrils flare.

and unapologetic. "You think you scare me? I know men like you. Weak

His jaw clenches.

but all I see is a dog in

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

red. In one fast motion, he steps around the

I mutter. "No more

slams me against the wall. The cold tile digs into my spine as he pins me there, his eyes wild with

break that mouth of yours," he snarls. "And no one will say a

he can get the complete sentence out of his

back, lifted and thrown across the room like he

a sickening thud, groaning as he slumps to

I gasp, stunned.

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