Chapter 377
“Isn’t city hall closed on Sundays?” Melody asked.
Ken looked at her, saying, “What, having second thoughts?”
“Who’s having second thoughts?” Melody quickly retorted, “I’m just stating a fact, they’re closed on Sundays.
“Relax,” Ken’s voice was calm as he returned his focus to the road, one hand on the steering wheel. “They might be closed to the public, but if we want to get divorced, we can make it happen anytime.”
Hearing this, Melody felt a pang of bitterness in her heart. Somehow, she realized Ken might be right. She didn’t want to let him go. ‘But why? Could I have fallen for Ken? That can’t be possible!’ she wondered.
After her rebirth, Melody had vowed never to get entangled in another fleeting romance. Love was too distant and extravagant for someone focused on revenge. She couldn’t afford to desire it, nor did she want to. “Fine, let’s do it tomorrow,” she said, pushing the thoughts away.
Just then, the car came to a stop. Melody turned to look outside and realized they were at Central Hospital’s parking lot. “Why are we here?”
Ken didn’t answer, simply saying, “Get out.”
Melody followed Ken out of the car, puzzled. He led her straight to the surgical department. At this hour, the surgical department’s doctors usually would have gone home, but for some reason, one office light was still on.
“What are we doing here?” Before Melody could get an answer, Ken pulled her into the doctor’s office. The doctor, a woman, looked like she had been waiting for a long time, her eyes showing signs of fatigue, but quickly lighting up upon seeing them. “Mr. Swanson, you’re here.”
Ken nodded and tilted his head towards Melody, saying, “Check her out and make sure she’s okay.”
“Sure thing. Come with me, sweetheart.” The doctor beckoned Melody over with a wave.
Most doctors at Central Hospital knew Melody, but she had makeup on today, masking her identity. However, she began to understand why Ken brought her here. A strange feeling crept over her, making her heart beat faster and her throat feel tight. She couldn’t resist the doctor’s gentle insistence, so she followed her to an examination room.
After a thorough check-up, the doctor returned first. Ken immediately asked, “Is she hurt?”
The doctor shook her head. “No external injuries, just a bit of low blood sugar. She needs to be more careful with her diet. It’s common for young women to have low blood sugar, and she’s clearly not eating regular meals. This can not only cause low blood sugar but also lead to stomach problems.”
Ken’s expression was unreadable. “Got it.”
Melody overheard their conversation as she exited the examination room. Suppressing her emotions, she walked over and said, “I told you I was fine. Why bother the doctor?”
The doctor smiled. “Mr. Swanson cares about you. Why else would he call the hospital director and have me come in late at night?”
Melody felt a slight stir in her heart. She forced a smile. “Thank you.”
“No problem. I get paid overtime. I’m just glad you’re okay,” the doctor said, waving and tactfully excused herself.
For some reason, after the doctor left, the whole office felt smaller, and even the air seemed a bit stifling. Melody took a deep breath. “Ken, you don’t have to do this…” Deep in her mind, she thought, ‘Don’t be so kind to me. I will get the wrong idea, and won’t be able to help… overthinking.’
“Relax.” Ken glanced at her indifferently. “If it were Sid, I’d do the same. Don’t feel burdened. You went to the party to help me, and I can’t let anything happen to you.”
Melody’s face stiffened, the light in her eyes dimming. She realized everything Ken had done was just to ease his conscience, and she had misunderstood again. With a self-deprecating smile, she said, “Let’s go. I’ve taken enough of your time. Someone’s waiting for you.”
“Who?” Ken looked confused.
“Do I have to spell it out? You know who. I’ll bring the papers tomorrow morning. Tell me where to meet, or we can meet at the city hall.”
“No need, I’ll come to you.”
“Fine.” Melody nodded, and they walked out of the hospital together.
On the way, the silence was finally broken by Ken. “I need to thank you on Sid’s behalf. He told me you urged him to get a check-up, and he found out he has high blood pressure.”
“It’s nothing, really. I just thought he looked a bit off when I first met him that day,” Melody said casually about the check-up. “By the way, I didn’t see Sid today. Didn’t you invite him?”
Ken shrugged. “Since his check-up, he’s been taking good care of himself, going to bed by ten, and swearing off alcohol. So he skipped the party.”
Melody nodded. “That’s good. He shouldn’t drink, and early sleep is great for his health.”
In the blink of an eye, they reached the car. One of Ken’s men had already brought Melody’s car around. She took the keys and said goodbye. “See you tomorrow. I need to check on Hattie.”
Ken opened his mouth but only managed a single word. “Okay.”
Watching Melody drive away, Ken’s gaze deepened. He pulled out his phone and dialed Sid. It took a while for Sid to answer, his voice full of annoyance. “Man, I was finally asleep. Why are you calling?”
Without blinking, Ken said, “You have a relative at the city hall, right? Give me the number. I need a favor.”
Hearing the words “city hall.” Sid perked up. “What do you need? Are you getting divorced?”
Ken’s face darkened. “Are you happy about that?”
“Not happy… But Janet and I always thought Melody wasn’t right for you. I’ve interacted with Melody a few times recently, and she’s definitely impressive. At least in
medicine, you won’t find many peers who can match her
skills. But what you need in a partner is someone with the right background…”
Ken didn’t want to hear it and cut Sid off. “Cut the crap and give me the number.”
“Fine, fine. I’ll send it now,” Sid said, quickly ending the call and texting his relative’s number over. After a moment’s hesitation, he made a call to Janet. “Guess what! Big news!”
*****
Meanwhile, Melody arrived at Hattie’s place, and she received some good news from her. “My son called. That maid finally agreed to testify for us! We can expose all the terrible things Yolanda did!”