The Coldest Man in the Room Melted Only for Me novel Chapter 143

"Get to the point," Sebastian commanded, a trace of impatience clipping his tone.

"If they're married..." The man paused, seemingly choosing his words. "For a wife to be pushed far enough to get physical, the husband must have done something incredibly screwed up. Something totally unforgivable."

The slight crease between Sebastian's brows smoothed out. "Go on."

"She's got to be deeply disappointed in him. Honestly, I'd say it's a massive red flag that their marriage is falling apart."

Sebastian paused with the cigarette halfway to his lips. "Falling apart?"

"Yeah. Things aren't like the old days where couples fought all the time. Nowadays, getting physical crosses a major line. A slap to the face, especially? That's humiliating. If it's escalated to that level, there's probably zero love left between them."

The faintest ghost of a smirk played on Sebastian's lips. "About that motorcycle you wanted—call the estate manager. He'll give you the keys."

The man on the other end gasped. "Holy shit. I've been begging you for that bike forever and you always said no. Why the sudden change of heart?"

"Do you want it or not?"

"Yes, yes, definitely! Seriously, if you ever need relationship advice again, I'm your guy. Anyway, I'll book a VIP suite for you tomorrow to celebrate your return. What time is your flight? I'll pick you up."

"I'm not coming back yet."

"Huh? But you just said tomorrow—"

Annoying.

Sebastian simply ended the call. As he smoked and gazed out into the night, he suddenly found the moon to be particularly beautiful.

The next day, Riley arrived at the hospital. After grabbing her examination pass, she chatted with her colleagues about the upcoming test. An assistant approached them. "Dr. Vance, Dr. Jenson would like to see you in his office."

"My mother-in-law broke her leg. Between working full shifts and taking care of her, I'm drowning. I'm scheduled for the online consultation portal tonight at six. By the time I get home, I have to cook dinner and help her bathe. I honestly can't make the time. Could you possibly cover my shift?"

Riley nodded easily. "Not a problem."

The colleague let out a massive sigh of relief, her eyes welling up with tears from pure exhaustion. "Thank you so much. I know you're technically on leave, and I shouldn't be asking. But I've been bugging everyone else to cover for me lately, and I was just too ashamed to ask them again."

"It's fine. I'm feeling one hundred percent."

"Thank you. I owe you dinner."

Riley smiled and nodded.

At six p.m. sharp, Riley logged into the online consultation portal. About half an hour into the shift, an 'old friend' popped up in the queue—the anonymous female patient.