---- Chapter 9 After hearing everything, I felt a sense of satisfaction. She'd killed Lydia, my child, and two innocent patients. Even if she died ten thousand times, it still wouldn't be enough to account for the four lives she had taken. I didn't let it distract me for long. I shifted my focus back to my medical studies. However, peace was hard to come by when trouble kept knocking. Maxwell suddenly paid a visit to me. I hadn't seen him for six months. It was just before Christmas. I was shopping at the supermarket with a few classmates, talking about throwing a small party. He stood there in the middle of the crowd. The moment he saw me, his eyes lit up as he rushed toward me. I didn't run. I had never owed him anything or done anything wrong. I wasn't the one at fault. ---- Maxwell stopped about three feet away, hesitant to get any closer. The man I remembered as tall and composed now looked thin, haggard, and lifeless. His eyes were pitiful, like a stray dog that had been abandoned. Anyone else might've felt sorry for him, but I wouldn't. "Nat, Molly told me you needed time to recover, so I waited until now to come see you. You must have calmed down. Just come home with me." He probed cautiously. Istayed calm. "I'm going back eventually, but it has nothing to do with you. If you don't want things to get ugly, sign the divorce papers." Maxwell frowned. "Natalie, it's been six months. Your punishment for me has been long enough." He reached out, trying to grab me. Before he could, a few of my classmates instantly stepped in. Ina flash, they had him pinned to the ground, raining down punches and kicks. Maxwell froze in shock. ---- He looked up at me in disbelief. Natalie, did you tell them to do this?" That was right. The moment I saw him, I quietly told my classmates he was my enemy. Maxwell struggled violently. One of my classmates swung a punch. Before it even reached his abdomen, he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood. My classmates froze, and no one dared to act rashly again. They looked at me with uncertainty. We were all doctors. The metallic smell in the air was unmistakable. I walked over and looked down at him. His eyes brightened again when he saw me. "Nat, it hurts..." I curled my lips and nudged his stomach with my foot. "Maxwell, did you have some fake blood in your mouth? Do you think this little stunt is funny?" The light in his eyes died instantly. His face twisted with pain and disappointment. Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!