My Ex-Husband Begged Me to Take Him Back - Chapter 196

Chapter 196: The suspicion Chapter 196: The suspicion Ava’s mind swirled with confusion and dread as she tried to piece everything together.

She could barely think of anything but Henry’s safety.

“How is Henry?

Is he hurt?” “Yes, he is fine.

He is on the way and will be here shortly.” Moments later, the sound of brisk footsteps filled the corridor, and Henry arrived, dressed in green uniform, ready for the surgery.

His face was calm and resolute as if nothing had happened.

Dylan intercepted him briefly, his gaze scanning him for any signs of harm.

“Are you okay, buddy?” Ava also came over and watched him worriedly.

Henry offered a small, reassuring smile.

“I’m fine, Dylan.

Don’t worry about me.

Right now, focus on praying for your father-in-law.

Let’s hope the surgery goes smoothly.

We’ll talk about everything else later.” Nodding at Ava curtly, he entered the operating room.

As the door clicked shut, Dylan’s expression darkened, his thoughts shifting to Mathew Fisher.

He couldn’t shake the suspicion gnawing at him.

Dr.

Fisher’s sudden change of heart and suspicious actions were too much of a coincidence to ignore.

‘This doctor has some connections with Lydia and Erica,’ his mind whispered.

But he wanted to hear it from his mouth.

Dylan squared his shoulders, ready to interrogate Mathew Fisher.

“Where are you going?” Ava’s question stopped him just as he took a step forward.

“I’ll be back soon.

Stay here.” With that, he walked away.

Ava sagged in the chair, her gaze moving to the closed doors of the operating room.

Nicholas strode into the hospital, his heart pounding with worry after hearing the news of Thomas’s condition.

As he walked down the corridor leading to the operating room, he saw Ava slumped in a chair, her shoulders drooping.

He hurried over and lowered himself into the seat beside her.

“Hey, you okay there,” he said softly, catching her attention.

Ava turned her head toward him, her red-rimmed eyes meeting his concerned gaze.

“Nicholas,” she murmured, attempting a weak smile.

But tears filled her eyes, and a sob escaped her mouth.

“Papa is€¦” “Shh€¦” Nicholas interrupted, pulling her close into a comforting embrace.

“I know, Ava.

I know everything.” He caressed her hair soothingly.

“He is going to be fine.

The best doctor is handling his surgery now.

You need to stop worrying and get ready to meet him when it’s all over.” He paused, his tone turning playful when he spoke again.

“You know he wouldn’t want to see you with puffy eyes and a flushed face.” He hoped this would make her stop crying.

And he was successful.

Despite her sorrow, a soft laugh escaped Ava’s lips, blending with her quiet sobs.

Nicholas always had a way of easing her burdens, even in the darkest moments.

“Thank you for coming,” she whispered, dabbing at her tears with trembling fingers.

“Of course, I came.

We’re friends, Ava.

That’s what friends do.” He reached out and took her hands in his, squeezing them gently.

But his reassuring demeanor faltered soon, a flicker of unease crossing his face.

“I also heard about the chaos here.

I don’t understand why Dylan was so adamant about keeping Dr.

Fisher from performing the surgery.

He is the most senior surgeon in this hospital.” “Dylan suspects Dr.

Fisher had something to do with Henry’s kidnapping,” Ava said in a daze.

Nicholas fell silent.

He took some time to process what he had just heard.

“Wait-what?

Dr.

Henry was kidnapped?” Ava nodded slowly.

“He said some goons abducted Henry to prevent him from coming to the hospital.

And Dr.

Fisher, who had outright refused to do the surgery earlier, suddenly changed his mind when Henry didn’t show up in time.

Dylan thinks it’s all connected.” Nicholas listened to her intently, reflecting upon her words.

A mixture of disbelief and unease swirled within him.

“That’s€¦unbelievable,” he muttered under his breath.

Dr.

Mathew Fisher had been his doctor, and he seemed quite good.

How could he be involved in a crime like kidnapping?

‘Am I missing something?’ Nicholas wondered inwardly.

However, he set that question aside for a moment and responded skeptically.

“He may have had his reasons for refusing the surgery at first.

But once he realized Dr.

Henry wouldn’t show up, he might have decided to step in.

That doesn’t necessarily make him a suspect in the kidnapping.

It could have been planned by someone else-perhaps an opponent of Dr.

Henry.” Ava only shrugged.

“I don’t know.

I really don’t know who is lying and who is telling the truth.

I just€¦ I’m glad Henry is here now.

I hope the surgery goes well€¦” She trailed off as she recalled something from her past life.

Dylan had claimed of slow-poisoning her father until it caused a fatal heart attack.

The fear in her chest grew tighter.

Could it be happening again?

Ava had observed her father wheezing for a few days, his constant fatigue.

She had done everything she could to make sure he took his medication on time and only ate home-cooked meals, but his health was still deteriorating.

And now, this heart attack.

Could someone be poisoning him covertly?

“Nicholas, I need your help,” Ava blurted out.

“Anything for you.” “Help me test Papa’s blood.

Secretly,” she urged, her fear and determination mixed.

“I think someone is giving him something harmful.” Nicholas couldn’t believe what he had just heard.

“Are you saying someone is deliberately hurting him?” Ava nodded firmly.

“I’m sure of it.” Nicholas was confused as to why she suspected that someone was trying to hurt her father.

Did she find something that he didn’t know?

“He was fine.” Ava could barely keep her emotions in check as she recounted the signs she had observed in her father over the past few days.

“But then he started coughing.

It wasn’t a cold-it was a dry cough.

And he was always so tired.

I told him to take a few days off, but he wouldn’t listen.

He insisted on going to work.” A heavy sense of foreboding settled in her chest as Ava grew suspicious that Thomas’s health had deteriorated because of some poison.

In her past life, she hadn’t seen the signs until it was too late.

She had no clue, Dylan had poisoned her father, slowly and insidiously.

This time, she couldn’t let it happen again.

At this point, suspicion clouded her judgment, and she forgot what length Dylan had gone to bring Henry to the hospital.

All she could remember was Dylan’s ruthless words.  “Last night,” she continued, “he looked so much worse.

He wouldn’t even finish his dinner.

I made him soup, but he only ate half of it.

And then this morning€¦” Her voice broke, and her eyes filled with tears as she recalled finding her father lying motionless on the floor.

“He had a heart attack.” Nicholas watched her, his expression filled with concern and sympathy.

He reached out and gave her shoulder a reassuring squeeze, trying to offer comfort.

Ava turned to him and grabbed his hands tightly.

“I know something’s wrong, Nicholas.

I feel it in my gut.

Someone is giving him something harmful.

It’s the only thing that makes sense.

Otherwise, his condition wouldn’t have deteriorated so soon.”