Ex-Mate Wants Me Back (Seraphina and Mortimer) novel Chapter 86

Chapter 86

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Chapter 86

Third Person’s POV

The hit piece was a masterpiece of character assassination.

According to the “insider” thread, the day Rok had his accident, a senior specialist was supposed to take the lead. Seraphina, desperate for the CEO’s attention, used her “privilege” to hijack the surgery.

During his recovery, she only performed rounds when the childhood friend” was in the room-more interested in flirting than in the patient’s pulse.

Then came the climax: her supposed negligence caused a massive clot that nearly killed Rolf in his bed.

The post was written with such vivid detail it felt like the whistleblower was a ghost standing in the corner of the ICU.

And then came the kill-shot: Vivian’s verified account “liked” the comment.

That one tap of a screen turned a bunch of lies into gospel truth.

Suddenly, the toxic mix of “academic elitism,” “medical malpractice,” and “homewrecking” set the internet on fire. Vivian’s millions of followers went into a localized frenzy.

“Are you kidding me? A heart clot is a death sentence. If you aren’t an expert, don’t play one on TV. Disgusting.”

“She wasn’t treating him; she was hunting his bank account. Pathetic.”

“Everyone knows Vivian and her Alpha are soulmates. This woman needs to stay in her lane. She’s a parasite.”

“Bet she traded her body for that PhD. Academic corruption is real, folks.”

“Wait, her parents are professors at Shadowfang Academy? Total nepotism. Time for a full audit of her credentials.”

The comments section was a radioactive wasteland.

They were hitting her from every angle: her ethics, her family, and her supposed obsession with Vivian’s man.

Vivian knew exactly which buttons to mash to trigger the mob-infidelity, academic fraud, and the “privileged elite” stealing

opportunities from regular people.

Within an hour, Seraphina was the most hated woman on the internet.

“Who are these people? Where is this coming from?” one of the nurses hissed, staring at her phone in the breakroom. “If Seraphina hadn’t been there that night, Rolf would be in a body bag. This is insane.”

“And that ‘childhood friend’ in the room? That’s Seraphina’s husband,” another whispered. “Who’s the real homewrecker here? This Vivian girl is unbelievable.”

“Seraphina, you need to call your mate. Right now. Tell him to put out a statement and clear your name.”

Seraphina almost laughed at the suggestion.

Call Mortimer?

Ask him to go public and tell the world that his “precious” Vivian was actually the side-piece trying to claw her way in?

Vivian was his golden girl.

He couldn’t stand to see her sad, let alone let the internet brand her a mistress.

If she went to Mortimer now, the only thing she’d get was another front-row seat to her own humiliation.

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“It’s fine,” Seraphina said, her voice a dry, hollow rasp. “I’m not a celebrity. The internet has a short memory. Go back to work.”

“Sera, are you really okay with this?”

“The surgery was recorded. The facts are on my side. Don’t worry about it.”

But as the nurses left, the mask slipped.

She wasn’t okay. Vivian had dragged Dr. Bauer and Seraphina’s parents into the mud. This wasn’t just a spat anymore; it was a scorched-earth campaign.

And that “insider”? It was obviously Vivian herself.

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