The Ex-Wife He Can’t Have novel Chapter 430

"Did you receive the clothes I had ordered for you?" Killian asked, his tone as distant as ever.

Jillian gave a small nod. The new wardrobe had already been washed, dried, and neatly laid out on her bed.

"Good."

He set down his glass of water and turned to head upstairs to the master suite.

Jillian happened to be walking toward the stairs, putting them on a direct collision course.

She instinctively stepped sideways to let him pass, but as he brushed by, his broad shoulder still grazed hers.

He didn't even blink, marching straight up the steps. A moment later, she heard the soft click of his bedroom door shutting.

Jillian looked up toward the master suite.

Long before she fled the country, they had been sleeping in separate rooms; she had lived in the master suite entirely alone. She never expected that after she moved out, he would move right back into it.

The next few days passed in peaceful, steady routine.

Soon, the day of her scheduled consultation arrived.

It happened to be a Sunday, so Killian didn't have to go into the office. Early that morning, he instructed Connor to stay home before driving Jillian to the hospital.

Dr. Zimmerman had been retired for years. Even when he was occasionally brought back for special consultations, he almost never saw new patients. Only those with immense power and elite connections could score a private appointment with him.

Killian escorted Jillian into the private exam room, immediately handing over the echocardiogram and various test results they had prepared in advance.

Dr. Zimmerman was a deeply kind man. He accepted the file with a warm smile, patiently walking Jillian through her physical condition and day-to-day symptoms.

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