The CEO's Midnight Remedy novel Chapter 331

Chapter 331

As I walked out, I heard him call my name once, his voice cracking with something that might have been regret. I didn’t look back.

Roman released my father and followed me out, maintaining a respectful distance as we left the house. In the driveway, Devon’s sleek black Bentley waited, its engine purring softly in the night.

“Mr. Kane instructed me to bring you directly to the hospital, Ms. Harper, Roman said, opening the rear door.

I touched my throat gingerly. “Is that necessary? I’m fine.”

Roman’s expression remained impassive, but his eyes were kind. “Mr. Kane was very specific, ma’am. He said to tell you that arguing would be futile.

Despite everything, a small smile tugged at my lips. That sounded exactly like Devon. I slid into the car without further protest.

At the private medical facility, a doctor examined the bruising on my neck with professional detachment. “These marks are consistent with manual strangulation,” she said, her tone carefully neutral. “Ms. Harper, are you in a domestic violence situation? We have resources

that can help.”

“It wasn’t-” I began, then stopped. What was the point of defending William now? “Yes,” I said simply. “But I’m handling it.”

The doctor made a note on her tablet. “The bruising will fade in a week or so. There’s no permanent damage to your trachea, fortunately. I’m going to prescribe a mild analgesic for the pain, and I recommend ice packs to reduce the swelling.”

As she spoke, the door opened, and Devon strode in. The doctor immediately stepped between us,

her stance protective.

“Sir, I’m going to have to ask you to wait outside,” she said firmly. “We’re in the middle of an examination.”

Devon stopped short, his expression momentarily confused before understanding dawned. His eyes flickered to my neck, then to the doctor’s defensive posture, and his jaw tightened.

“You think I did this?” he asked, his voice dangerously soft.

“Devon, it’s okay,” I said quickly, reaching out to touch his arm. “She doesn’t know.”

The doctor glanced between us, clearly uncertain. “Sir, I’ve already contacted hospital security-”

“That won’t be necessary,” I interrupted. “This is Devon Kane. He’s not the one who hurt me. In fact, he sent someone to stop it.”

Devon’s eyes hadn’t left my neck, where I knew angry red marks were already darkening to purple. His expression was coldly furious, but when he finally spoke, his voice was controlled. “Doctor, please complete your examination. I’ll wait outside.”

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Once the doctor finished and left to prepare my discharge papers, Devon returned, closing the door quietly behind him. He crossed to where I sat on the examination table and, with uncharacteristic gentleness, tilted my chin up to examine the bruises.

“William did this,” he said. It wasn’t a question.

I nodded, unable to speak past the sudden lump in my throat. Not from pain, but from the tenderness in his touch–so different from the violence I’d experienced earlier.

“He’ll pay for it,” Devon said simply.

“I’ve already handled it,” I replied, my voice raspy. “I gave him three days to turn himself in. After that, everything goes public.”

Devon’s thumb traced lightly over my collarbone, just below the bruising. “And if he doesn’t take your offer?

“Then I destroy everything he’s built,” I said, surprised by the steel in my own voice.

Something like approval flickered in Devon’s eyes. “Good girl.”

We left the hospital shortly after, sliding into the back of his Bentley. Roman was behind the wheel, his massive frame somehow fitting comfortably in the driver’s seat. As we pulled away, Devon’s hand found mine in the darkness, his fingers intertwining with my own.

“William Harper knows what you look like now, Roman,” Devon said, his tone conversational despite the tension I could feel in his body. “If he comes near Aria again, deal with him appropriately.”

“Yes, sir,” Roman replied, his eyes meeting Devon’s briefly in the rearview mirror.

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