The Malicious President's Dearest Wife

Night, late.

It was dead silence inside the darkened room.

The man's beast-like repressed breath blew the ear ambiguously...

Nancy Lewis was frightened. She scratched on the sheets with the hands, subconsciously trying to dodge. But her body couldn't move, and the frenzy in her heart was a wave after wave, as if a fire was burning her.

There seemed to be tiny flames in the man's cold fingertips, gentle and irresistible...

She widened her eyes, trying to see the face a little clearer, but she only smelt the icy breath.

"You... be good!"

After the man sighed deep in the ear, the tearing pain, as if cutting her into pieces, stabbed over.

As if dragging her into the abyss, scorching and frenzied...

...

Nancy Lewis opened her eyes in the darkness.

Again, this damn dream!

She took a few heavy breaths, lifted the quilt and walked into the bathroom.

The woman in the mirror, with snowy skin and a pair of starry big eyes, was looking at herself, slightly flustered and panicky.

In her eyes was the familiar pain.

Time, as if went back to that night a month ago... That man was with inky pupils, noble, silent, deep and cold without a trace of temperature.

Nancy Lewis painfully closed her eyes.

She knew full well that this was no dream at all!

Showering, blowing dry the hair and changing clothes, everything was as orderly as ever.

At 7:00 a.m.

Nancy Lewis, who wore a white gown and tied the hair up, walked into the surgical ward of the New York Presbyterian Hospital.

The stethoscope that hung around her neck gave off a cold metallic sheen.

"Dr. Lewis, there is a patient with a large hemorrhage in the stomach, who needs immediate surgery." The little nurse caught up with her and said in a hurried tone.

"Where does the patient come from?"

"He came from the emergency department."

Nancy Lewis frowned, "Where is Head Evans?"

"Head Evans is already at the operating table."

Nancy Lewis frowned, "I still have a consultation at ten o'clock, and I'm afraid it's too late."

The little nurse quickly smiled, "Dr. Lewis, you are so famous that the person especially asks you to perform the surgery, and other doctors in the department don't dare to take it."

Nancy Lewis's expression stiffened as she made a prompt decision, "Prepare for the operation immediately."

On the cold operating table lay a pale-faced man, who was already in a semicoma.

Nancy Lewis stood still, frowning.

How could it be him?

"Dr. Lewis, is the operation ready to begin?"

After a brief moment of surprise, Nancy Lewis quickly regained her composure, "Administer the anesthesia and prepare to begin."

When the operation went on methodically for an hour, Nancy Lewis had to stop and pointed at the perforated area of the stomach.

"Here, it's rotten enough that a third has to be removed. Hurry up and talk to the family member."

"Yes, I'll be right there."

The deputy trotted out and came in a few minutes later, panting, "Dr. Lewis, the patient's family disagreed with the excision and said they wanted to see the attending surgeon."

"What the hell? His life is at stake. "

Nancy Lewis took off the gloves and hurried away. When he saw the face of the family member, she froze on the spot with the pale face.

Hugo Mac was also looking at her at this moment, and surprise flashed in his eyes, "Nancy Lewis, how come it is performed by you?"

Nancy Lewis curved the corner of her lips. She calmly stared at the man in front of her with the narrow and long phoenix eyes, and coldly laughed, "Hugo Mac, I also hope it's not me."

Upon hearing this, Hugo Mac's face revealed a look of understanding, "No wonder he has to have his stomach cut off; you deliberately use your position to get even with me for the private grudge!"

Nancy Lewis didn't expect him to say such words, and she bit her pale lip.

"Please don't casually question the professional integrity of a doctor. I can't do such a thing that I use my position to get even with you for the private grudge.

"What else can it be if you don't mean it? He's always in good health. Why do you cut his stomach?"

"The condition requires. And what's good for me to deliberately cut off his stomach?" Nancy Lewis's words were with taunt.

Hugo Mac gave a cold laugh, and his face was twisted with anger, "Don't you just hate me because I divorce you for him? Nancy Lewis, don't forget we signed an agreement in the beginning."

That was right.

She signed it in the beginning.

The lavender marriage.

She couldn't ask him about anything.

Once they divorced, they should have an amicable parting and not owe each other anything. Besides, she must be as dumb as an oyster about the sexual orientation of the First Young Master of the Mac Family.

If it weren't for that thing... Nancy Lewis met his anger in a surprisingly calm tone, while the hand that hung behind her kept trembling.

"Hugo Mac, now it isn't the time to be unreasonable, and he is still lying there."

As soon as he heard that his beloved's life was in danger, Hugo Mac was completely furious. His face rapidly approached and he growled.

"Is it me being unreasonable, or you can't resist being lonely, shamelessly seducing my brother!"

Nancy Lewis's face suddenly turned as white as a sheet, with her body shaking.

Her lips twitched a bit, "Hugo Mac, please watch your mouth and don't venomously slander me. Otherwise..."

"How dare you!"

Hugo Mac miffed. After he gnashed his teeth and said out a sentence, he grabbed the woman with the big hand, pulling her forward.

Nancy Lewis didn't expect him to strike at all, and was forced to stagger a few steps forward. Her legs went limp and she fell straight to her knees.

The expected pain didn't come, and her arm was grabbed with a strong and powerful hand.

She raised her head and saw that the man calmly stood there. The silhouette of his face was deep and clear like being carved, and the secret eyes looked sharp and cold.

Nancy Lewis was stunned in an instant.

And at this point, the men were looking at her too.

After a brief moment of surprise, the handsome eyebrows majestically loosened, and he frivolously blew out a mouthful of smoke.

"Kowtow, this salute is too much!"

Nancy Lewis stood up awkwardly with the strength of the man's arm and took a step back without a trace, waiting for the smell of smoke at the tip of her nose to dissipate a bit before opening her mouth softly.

"Thanks."

The light that shot out from the outer corners of the man's eyes was a little cold and strong. He gave an undisputable nod and glanced at Hugo Mac with deep eyes.

"First Young Master of the Mac Family, you are so quick-tempered that you even dare to hit the female doctor. I don't know if those paparazzi get the surveillance, will they come to make a deep tracking report?"

After saying that, he pointed at the camera behind him with profound meaning.

Seeing him, Hugo Mac had to squeeze a smile out of his gloomy face.

Shane Main, the Third Young Master of the Main Family, had just returned from abroad not long ago.

The Main Family, one of the four largest families in New York, was not only rich but also noble and powerful, which was the family that debutantes, stars and supermodels earnestly longed for marring into.

Compared with it, the Mac Family was significantly lower.

He dared not to offend this man!

"It turns out that it is the Third Young Master of the Main Family. You really can't blame me. It's just because this female doctor has too bad medical ethics."

Shane Main flicked the cigarette ash, dropped the burning cigarette butt of his fingertips on the ground, stomping it out. And then he turned around indifferently.

As soon as he left, Hugo Mac let out a sigh of relief and spoke first, "Nurse, call your leader here. I want to make a complaint against this female doctor and strongly request a change of the attending doctor."

"This..."

The little nurse was panicked, not knowing what to do, and saw Dr. Lewis as if asking for help.

There was no expression on Nancy Lewis's pale and almost transparent face, as if the person who had the complaint was not her.

A moment later, she glanced at Hugo Mac and a sneer appeared at the corners of her mouth.

The sneer was extremely bitter and cold.

After a few seconds, she took off her surgical cap and turned to leave with long strides. The figure straightened up under the broad cyan gown.

A few meters away.

Shane Main stopped and turned. A glimmer of imperceptible light flashed in the bottomless dark eyes.

Lewis took a deep breath, dropped the mask into the disposal box along with the cyan surgical gown, and turned to walk to the washbasin.

She turned on the faucet, took some soap, rubbed her hands, and washed off the foam; then she took some soap, rubbed her hands, and washed the foam again, repeating like this three times.

The little nurse came over quietly and whispered, "Dr. Lewis, Head Evans just finished it and he performed it for you."

"Did Head Evans cut it?"

"Under that condition, it must be cut! However, the family member agreed this time."

"It's great that he agreed!"

Nancy Lewis took a deep breath and was just about to rub her hands when the phone in the pocket vibrated.

"Dr. Lewis, there's another patient with a life-threatening condition in the emergency department. You hurry over."

Lewis's eyes flashed and in just five minutes, she ran to the emergency department.

Doctor Julia Jones of the emergency department came up to her anxiously.

"Dr. Lewis, hurry up. It's a gunshot wound. There are three of them; one of them is close to the heart and needs immediate surgery."

"Get ready immediately." Without any hesitation, Nancy Lewis already rushed in.

5:00 p.m.

The door of the operating room suddenly was opened, and Nancy Lewis hurried out of the office, taking off her mask, "Which one is the family member?"

"I am!"

Nancy Lewis froze for a moment before noticing the drop-dead gorgeous face in front of her, and it was the Third Young Master of the Main Family who helped her out in the corridor.

"Relationship?"

"Friend."

"The injured is in bad condition with a large chest hemorrhage and needs the signature of the immediate family."

Nancy Lewis said while turning around, "The situation is urgent, and the patient can't be delayed long. It must be signed in five minutes."

"He's an orphan and has no relative."

Nancy Lewis took a deep breath and instantly raised her eyes, emphasizing the tone, "Can you be responsible for his life and death?"

"Yes." Shane Main's voice was deep and magnetic, with a hint of clear cold.

"Then..."

Nancy Lewis raised the paper in her hand, "Please look at the terms and sign."

Sweeping over her name tag sedately, Shane Main raised the corner of lips with interest. Then, he lowered the head and vigorously signed his name on the contract.

The door of the operating room was close once more.

Looking at the corner of her disappearing clothes, Shane Main smiled with profound meaning. Then, he pushed the door and walked to the stairwell. He took out a cigarette, lit it and took a slow puff.

His charming face was hidden behind the smoke, hazy to unreal, and he pulled out his phone.

"Check the person for me."

"Who?"

"Nancy Lewis, an attending surgeon at the Presbyterian Hospital."

...

The surgery was finally over.

Nancy Lewis walked out of the operating room. She was so fatigued that she was somewhat unsteady.

She was standing there and washing her hands, when a tall figure approached her, and it was Lynn Evans, deputy head of the surgery department.

Both of them were genius students. They got the nod from Dr. Rodriguez and became his students when they were in the junior year. Just he was three grades older than her.

"The surgery morning was successful, but a third was still cut."

Nancy Lewis tilted her face and smiled weakly, "Hmm, I already got it."

Lynn Evans lowered his voice, "Don't worry about the complaint. I will explain it to the director, and it's not your fault."

"Thank you, Senior Brother."

Lynn Evans smiled and looked at Nancy Lewis with a little softer eyes.

The very first time he saw her, she was only a sixteen-year-old girl with a long ponytail and a childish face. She was petite like a middle school student when standing in a group of college students.

At that time, he was thinking in his heart that although this little girl lowered the age of this grade, she also raised the face value of it.

"Junior Sister, can we have dinner together in the evening?"

"Sure, I'm starving. Senior Brother, it's on you."

"No problem, old place."

The two men joked and walked out of the operating room, as a slightly cold voice popped out from the edge, "Dr. Lewis, can we have a talk?"

Nancy Lewis stopped and turned back.

However, she saw the Third Young Master of the Main Family clamped a cigarette butt between his two fingers and blew out smoke at random a few meters away. His upright posture was mostly submerged in the shadows, and his expression was somewhat murky.