Trick Him Into Divorce, Then Flee With His Unknow Kid novel Chapter 82

Chapter 82: Chapter 82 The Wedding Gift

Rose couldn’t make out Ryan’s expression.

Yet she could clearly sense the purpose behind his attitude.

He wasn’t showing her consideration because they had been married for years. Even his timely comfort had been calculated for his own benefit.

Even though she no longer cared about him as a person, Rose still felt her cheeks burning.

“Why?” she asked.

“I already told you. There were no surveillance cameras at the scene, and the police won’t be able to determine what happened.”

Ryan’s voice sounded unusually clear and detached in the darkness.

But Rose caught the hidden meaning behind his words.

“Do you think I pushed her and don’t want this ugly love triangle exposed if the situation escalates? Or do you think Samantha is lying and don’t want the police investigating her?”

In the end, it came down to one of those two possibilities.

But either way, she would be the one dragged through the mud.

She couldn’t even call it heartbreak anymore.

It simply made her sick.

The first possibility meant Ryan didn’t trust her, his wife of seven years.

The second meant that even if he knew Samantha was slandering her, he didn’t care. All that mattered was Samantha’s happiness and reputation.

“Does it matter what I think?” Ryan asked.

By now, his eyes had adjusted to the darkness.

Looking down, he saw the cold mockery in her expression.

He lifted a hand and gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

“If this gets out of hand, it’ll damage the Knight family’s reputation. How will you explain that to Grandma and Grandfather?”

The gesture was undeniably gentle.

But the words behind it were not.

Rose nearly laughed.

Even breathing felt like fire scorching her lungs.

“To keep me quiet, you’re using the Knight family to pressure me.”

This wasn’t concern.

He wasn’t worried she’d be reprimanded by the family.

It was simply a threat wrapped in sugar-coated words.

Ryan offered no response.

Because at that moment, the elevator doors opened.

Light flooded back in.

Just as Rose was finally able to see his expression, Ryan had already withdrawn the arm around her waist and stepped back.

The distance he created clearly signaled no connection.

The distance of strangers avoiding suspicion.

The movement was subtle.

But Rose noticed.

A crowd had gathered outside.

Among them were members of the Columbia University team.

Rose immediately understood why Ryan had distanced himself.

He was afraid people would misunderstand.

After all, he was Samantha’s boyfriend now.

Naturally, he needed to keep his distance from every woman—including the wife he had not yet divorced.

A trace of sarcasm flashed through Rose’s eyes.

Without another word, she headed to the clinical trial center.

She had no intention of backing down.

Even if it caused a scandal, she would deal with the Knight family later.

*****

The clinical trial process was incredibly complex.

Every step was subject to rigorous review.

After all, drug safety came first.

Rose reviewed Samantha’s formula for the Western medicine component.

It failed to meet her expectations.

The efficacy fell short of the standard she considered excellent, and the side effects had not been sufficiently minimized.

In the long run, the drawbacks would likely outweigh the benefits.

Rose immediately called a joint meeting between G.S. and Columbia University.

She intended to reject Samantha’s formulation.

Halfway through the meeting, someone knocked and entered.

Coffee and pastries were delivered.

“This is a special treat from President Knight. He wanted to thank everyone for taking care of Ms. Hill during this time. There’s enough for everyone.”

Excited murmurs instantly spread through the room.

“Oh my gosh, I was starting to lose faith in love. But Mr. Knight and Ms. Hill have shown me that true love really exists.”

“Seriously. Ms. Hill is winning at life—she’s successful in both her career and her relationship.”

Soon, a latte and a cherry cupcake were placed in front of Rose.

Both happened to be her favorites.

Yet today, they had become symbols of Ryan’s affection for Samantha.

Even if Samantha made mistakes, Ryan would still clean up the aftermath for her.

He would smooth things over, win people to her side, and make sure no one dared speak badly of her.

Rose glanced at the treats before looking away.

The trust and understanding between them ran deep.

She had learned that lesson long ago.

Before Ryan’s gift arrived, everyone had remained silent regarding the modifications to Samantha’s formula.

Now objections began surfacing one after another.

Some complained openly.

Others voiced their dissatisfaction behind the scenes.

In the end, however, Columbia University’s project director approved Rose’s revisions.

*****

Clinical trials were tedious.

When Rose arrived at Peace Hospital for her clinical rotation, Leo Byrne—Caleb’s father—found out immediately.

Although there was nearly a thirty-year age gap between them, Leo was technically her senior as they both were Dr. Nathan’s students.

As the president of Peace Hospital, he wasted no time calling her.

“A ready-made cash cow shouldn’t go to waste. We’re swamped with patients in the clinic right now. I have to leave for a business trip, so you’ll cover for me."

“Am I some kind of farm animal?”

Leo chuckled. “A stubborn mule, actually. A highly productive one.”

“...”

Fine.

Rose resigned herself to her fate.

The Research Institute was right next to the Clinical Center, close enough for her to move between the lab and the patient wards whenever necessary

She saw patients from morning until evening.

By the end of the day, she was so exhausted her vision was blurring.

Just as she was about to finish, a nurse called out, “Dr. Bennett, there’s one last patient added to the schedule. Thank you for your hard work.”

Rose sat back down.

The examination room door opened.

She looked up and saw Samantha, Ryan, and Mike walk in together.

A family of three.

Yet Rose felt absolutely nothing.

How amusing.

With so many doctors in the hospital, they still had to come to her.

Did they expect her to offer blessings?

Were they really that eager to flaunt their happiness?

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