After My Husband's Assistant Got Pregnant, I Chose to Remarry a New Rich Man

"Don't move, your wrist has just been operated on."

I looked at my wrist in confusion. I was just hungry for two days, what happened to my hand?

At this time, my good friend Simone came in, looked at me and sighed, "Doctor Dewitt, why don't you know how to take care of your hands? You know that hands are life to doctors. Your wrist has been blocked from blood flow for a long time, causing large areas of nerve necrosis. I don't know how long it will take for you to recover. "

My heart was instantly trembling. Being a doctor was my dream. I knelt in front of my father for a day and a night, resisted family pressure, gave up business administration and studied clinical medicine.

Although it had only been three years since graduation, I practiced and studied day and night and was promoted to chief physician not long ago.

I looked at my stiff fingers and a tingling spread throughout my body.

Kevin, how could you do this to me? You clearly know it, why did you do this to me?

The door was suddenly pushed open and Kevin walked in with Olivia in his arms. "Do you know why you are wrong?"

Looking at my hand, he said, "If you hadn't been unreasonable and humiliating Olivia without restraint, I wouldn't have hurt your hand. "

He sighed and continued, "Forget it, I didn't want you to go to the hospital anyway. It smells like disinfectant every day. Wait until Olivia gives birth to the baby and you can stay at home to take care of the baby."

Listening to Kevin's words without a trace of emotion, my heartbeat seemed to stop. I couldn't tell whether it was chest pain or body pain. Those words of encouragement and appreciation gradually blurred.

I thought our marriage was different. He was someone who understood me. We had been together day and night for twenty years, went to school together and played together. He was the one who knelt with me in the rain and supported my dream. He was waiting outside the laboratory, holding my hand and rubbing it with heartache.

Unfortunately, the boy who accompanied me through wind and rain was eventually annihilated in time.

I slapped his face. "Kevin, take your mistress out, I want a divorce."

"Rosie, don't rely on the Dewitt Family to be high and mighty every day. I don't have to look at it..."

Kevin grabbed my wrist and stopped talking. The blood quickly dyed the gauze red.

Kevin looked at my hand in confusion, his expression shattered and then shouted angrily, "Doctor, where is the doctor? Come and see my wife's hand. If there is anything, I will tear down your hospital. "

The doctor came, quickly removed the gauze and pushed me back into the operating room.

An hour later, I was sent to the ward with a pale face.

Simone glared at me angrily. "How can you joke with your own hand, do you still want to go on the operating table? Just for a scumbag, you degrade yourself like this. Don't say you are my apprentice in the future. You can't afford to lose that person."

He glanced at Kevin, who also had a dark face.

Kevin mocked me, "Rosie, when can you change your temper? Can't you be as considerate as Olivia?"

I looked at Olivia, who was nestled in his arms, looking anxious and a sneer appeared at the corner of my lips.

My friend was right. For this scumbag, I was indeed impulsive.

"Kevin, this is my temper. I can't change it. I can't change it to be like you who have a mistress and have no shame. Let's get a divorce."

Kevin was completely enraged by my indifference and immediately pointed at me and yelled, "Enough, Rosie, don't threaten me with divorce, I must take care of Olivia, she is pregnant with the blood of my Clarkson Family, I am not cold-blooded like you."

"Now Olivia is still six months away from giving birth, you should reflect on yourself, otherwise Olivia will not be at ease to hand over the child to a narrow-minded and selfish person."