Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 123

Lucius felt a crushing weight on his chest. His natural instinct was to flee, especially with Madeline lashing out at him so fiercely. He had always favored the cold shoulder when dealing with conflict, convincing himself that this was just a temporary fight. Once Madeline cooled down, everything would be fine.

After Lucius left, Madeline's chaotic emotions slowly began to stabilize. Her breathing steadied as a steady stream of oxygen flowed through the tubes, and the heavy painkillers finally started to kick in.

"Silas, are my legs completely ruined?"

Madeline asked, her voice thick with devastation.

Silas Hayden knew she was drowning in pessimism. The local doctors were completely stumped by the severity of her spinal and leg fractures, but Silas absolutely refused to accept their prognosis as the final word.

He leveraged every single connection he had—reaching out to family, relatives, and his extensive professional network. He forwarded Madeline's medical scans to the top orthopedic specialists in Empire City. After reviewing her charts, the domestic experts concluded that while surgery was technically possible, the risks were astronomically high. They recommended conservative treatment instead. When pressed about the likelihood of a full recovery through conservative measures, their assessments were incredibly bleak.

It would take a literal miracle for her to walk normally again.

Just as a wave of suffocating despair threatened to pull Silas under...

Cyrus Sterling, having either seen the news on social media or heard it through their mutual circles, reached out and recommended an elite surgeon.

Clinging to a fragile thread of hope, Silas added the contact information and sent over the medical files. He quickly received a response: the surgeon had successfully operated on similar cases in the past.

Initially fearing it was too good to be true, Silas dug into academic databases and authoritative medical journals. What he found left him stunned. The man was a global titan in his field—a legendary neurosurgeon based in the US. Cases just as catastrophic as Madeline's had completely recovered under his scalpel.

Silas immediately rushed to share the incredible news with Madeline.

Silas held his ground. "What I mean is that your marriage with Madeline is already shattered. I am not handing her over to a man like you. Who knows if your intentions are genuine? Who knows if you won't just end up hurting her again?"

Silas was usually mild-mannered, a professor who spoke with measured grace and boundless tolerance.

But right now, he abandoned all politeness, wielding his words like poisoned daggers.

Lucius refused to yield an inch. His temper flared dangerously. "Don't you think you're meddling a little too much in my marriage? Who the hell do you think you are?"

Silas frowned sharply. "You brought this danger to her doorstep. Think about the sheer amount of misery and pain you've subjected her to over the years. If she hadn't chosen you back then, she wouldn't have suffered a miscarriage, she wouldn't have endured your betrayals, and she certainly wouldn't be lying here paralyzed. You are her abuser. I may be a nobody, but you are a monster."