Contract Marriage: The Replacement Groom novel Chapter 492

492 Matt’s trauma- Delivery 

Meanwhile, Doc Matt could be seen speeding across the city as the same images flooded his mind again. 1 

“Doctor Matt, we need to carry out CS as soon as possible!” 

“But-” 

“No buts! Can’t you see she can’t push anymore? She’s dying! Get the form and hand it to her husband to sign immediately!” The head doctor yelled. 

“Yes, senior.” Young Matt, who looked about 16-18, was seen rushing out of the delivery room to deliver a message. 

“Are you sure my wife will be gone after the CS?” the husband asked. 

“The terms and conditions are written. You have the option to read them, but I’m afraid there is no time. But I can run you through the words.” 

The man shook his head and grabbed Matt’s coat, pulling him to his face. Even though the man was like two heads taller than Matt, he was able to look the young man in the eyes. 

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“Speak to me as a human with feelings. Are you sure my wife will come out alive after the CS?” 

Matt stopped to think for a while. The head doctor was certain the woman would make it with CS, so 

he nodded. I’m sure.” 

“I trust your words because you don’t look like someone who would tell a lie. Go ahead with the CS.” The man signed the document. 

The images changed… 

The man’s agonizing wails ripped through Matt’s soul as he mourned his wife and son. The man didn’t blame anyone, nor said anything except crying. 

Some days after the wife and child were buried, news of the man’s death greeted Matt. 

“Screeech! Bang!” 

The beeping sound of horns as the hazard lights went on and off, woke Matt from whatever he was feeling at that moment. 

He tried to move but a small cry escaped his lips, “Ahh.” He tried to move his hand, but it was bleeding. Other parts of his body were fine, thanks to the airbag that knew exactly when to do its job. 

Matt waited for a few more minutes before getting out of his car. Right in front of him was another car. It so happened that he hit one of the cars waiting for the traffic light to turn green. 

The person’s car was badly damaged and the woman wouldn’t stop yelling on top of her voice for him to be arrested. 

Matt was arrested but wasn’t put in prison. Inspector Fin got married a few days ago and had traveled for honeymoon. Matt didn’t want to trouble his wife, so he called Maverick to come bail him out. 

Seeing how miserable his friend looked after leaving the police station, Maverick could immediately 

tell that something was wrong. And the only thing that would make the ‘Mr perfect‘ look this way, would be; 

“How did you make it come back?” Maverick asked. 

“I’m fine,” he said. 

“Didn’t say you weren’t.” He started the car and zoomed off. 

“You’re married now and will become a father soon. It’s time you seek help, Matteo.” 

Matt smiled bitterly, “And what next? Be shown in the headlines that I was the bad doctor who killed three people 13 years ago?” he laughed mockingly. “It’s so easy to say!” 

“You’ve been punishing yourself over what wasn’t your fault. You quit being an obstetrician and became a mad scientist just because of that….Now tell me, when do you intend to work on it? Is it until you hurt your wife?” 

“I think I already did,” he sighed. 

Maverick glanced at him. “You’re aware she’s my wife’s best friend? My wife will be due in two weeks. I don’t want anything bothering her. Her illness is still hanging around, so Matteo, put your shit together.” 

“You’re talking too much.” He leaned back into his seat. “Take me home. Her insecurities must have kicked in again.” 

Maverick glanced at him again and snorted before facing the road. 

Two weeks later… 

At the Lu hospital… 

It’s been 30 hours, and the lights in the luxurious delivery room were still brightly lit. 

“… Push!!!” 

“No, no, no, I can’t! I can’t do this plum! I can’t do this anymore!” 

“I’m here for you, just a little more, once more!” The panicking Maverick rushed through his words to calm her down. He was holding her hand as tightly as he could, giving her reassurance that he wasn’t going anywhere. 

“O- OK, OK…” she was panting heavily. Her white teeth on her lower lip had been stained by blood oozing from her broken lip. 

“Calm down, take a deep breath, slowly… let it out through your mouth… Yes, like that.” Maverick instructed her and she slowly did with great difficulty.