He Forged My Name to Give Away Our Home, So I Gave Away His Chapter 18

He Forged My Name to Give Away Our Home, So I Gave Away His Chapter 18

The very next morning, official public notices were posted simultaneously across the main base headquarters and the hospital bulletin boards.

The notice declared that following an exhaustive review of historic archives, the ancient allegations filed against Dr. Clara Bennett were officially recognized as entirely fraudulent. The medical manuscripts in her possession were verified as a legal personal gift from the original

author, and the historical clinical incident liability lay entirely with another party.

I stood before the large glass bulletin board, watching my mother’s name finally being cleared in

bold, permanent print.

Daisy was weeping significantly harder than I was.

“If only Dr. Bennett could be here to see this…”

Mrs. Wagner stood beside us, holding a thermos of hot water.

“She sees it, Daisy. From up above, she sees every single word.”

Mrs. Campbell stood at the very fringe of the crowd, her face completely flushed with

embarrassment.

Daisy’s sharp eyes spotted her instantly.

“Hey, Mrs. Campbell! Aren’t you usually the most vocal storyteller around here? Why aren’t you cheering for your precious Chloe Vance and Major Miller today?”

Mrs. Campbell shuffled her feet awkwardly.

“I… I was only repeating what others told me…”

Mrs. Wagner snapped back instantly, “And just because others told you a lie, you felt entitled to drive a knife straight through Ava’s heart for three entire years?”

Mrs. Campbell lowered her head entirely.

“Ava… I am truly sorry for my ignorance.”

I didn’t offer her a single word of acknowledgment.

Just then, Director Lewis came sprinting down the path from the main clinic wing.

“Ava! The hospital board has officially voted to reinstate you to your primary position immediately! Furthermore, we would be profoundly honored if you would accept a senior seat on the

sanitarium’s advanced pharmaceutical care committee!”

Daisy let out a sharp snort.

“Reinstated? Yesterday you couldn’t suspend her fast enough, and today you’re profoundly honored? Your administration’s face shifts faster than the dials on our pharmacy scales!”

Director Lewis offered a thoroughly humble, placating smile.

“Nurse Walker’s criticism is entirely justified.”

“What about the break-in at the archive room?” I asked coldly.

His expression turned instantly solemn.

“Chloe Vance has signed a full confession. She acknowledged that she stole those historic files

specifically to study and replicate your signature patterns. She also confessed that her previous

demands for false-name prescriptions were entirely engineered to avoid leaving any official paper

trail.”

Mrs. Wagner spat out a curse.

“Her mind is more twisted than a basket of snakes.”

“Handle everything strictly according to the military code,” I stated.

Director Lewis nodded vigorously.

“Strictly by the book.”

Later that morning, Chloe was escorted into the main base command room for her final

administrative deposition.

All of her manic energy from the previous night had completely vanished. She sat slumped in the

metal chair, her hair disheveled, her eyes entirely hollow.

Ethan was present as well, sitting quietly in the corner.

The moment I stepped into the room, she lifted her gaze to meet mine.

“Are you here to gloat over my ruin?”

I took a seat right across from her.

“It’s far too early for that.”

She let out a dry, hollow chuckle.

“I have lost absolutely everything, Ava Bennett. What more could you possibly want from me?”

Daisy stood tall behind my chair.

“Everything you lost was stolen property in the first place!”

Chloe glared venomously at her.

“Shut your mouth!”

“I absolutely will not!” Daisy shot back.

Secretary Smith laid a thick folder on the table.

“Chloe Vance, you have officially acknowledged providing signature samples, participating in the

forgery of a federal housing assignment waiver, breaking into secure hospital archives, and

intentionally disseminating fraudulent allegations against Dr. Clara Bennett. Do you have any corrections to append?”

Chloe ignored the folder, turning her desperate eyes toward Ethan.

“Ethan… are you truly just going to sit there and let them execute my professional death sentence?”

Ethan looked back at her, his voice devoid of any warmth.

“These are simply the facts, Chloe.”

A tragic, bitter smile spread across her lips.

“Facts? When you carried me out of that collapsing trench three years ago, you explicitly swore that you would never abandon me.”

Ethan stared at her, his eyes hollow.

“I never abandoned you, Chloe. You were the one who systematically destroyed every single path available to you.”

Pure, unadulterated hatred flared in Chloe’s eyes.

“If you had never married her, I would never have been driven to this!”

I leaned forward, looking straight through her.

“To this very second, you truly believe that the fault lies entirely with everyone else.’

She slammed her palms hard against the wooden table.

“What right did you have?! You did absolutely nothing, yet you got to marry a Major, move into a grand house, and have the entire base leadership shield you!”

“I did absolutely nothing?” I repeated, my voice dropping to a dangerous whisper.

pulled a thick ledger from my bag and slammed it firmly onto the table.

“In three years, I have logged one hundred and seventy-six overnight emergency pharmacy shifts. I have caught and corrected twenty-three critical medication dosing errors before they reached patients, and participated in nine rapid-response trauma resuscitations. When Ethan’s father suffered acute cardiovascular complications, I was the one who rewrote his prescription protocol.

overnight to save his life. Even the sedatives you take to stabilize your frantic nerves were

meticulously verified and compounded by my hands.”

I leaned in, my eyes pinning her to her seat.

“You moved into my designated home, you stole my signature, and you systematically tried to desecrate my late mother’s legacy. And you dare ask me what right I have?”

Chloe’s mouth opened, but she could form no words.

Ethan lowered his head entirely, unable to look up.

Outside the glass doors of the command room, several neighborhood wives had gathered to listen.

Mrs. Campbell covered her face with her hands, quietly slipping away from the glass.

Secretary Smith pressed on with the audit.

“Who assisted you in disabling the pharmacy corridor security feeds?”

Chloe grit her teeth and spat out a name.

“Director Lewis.”

Director Lewis almost slid right out of his chair in panic.

“That is a blatant lie!”

Chloe let out a cold sneer.

“Do you honestly think you can slip away clean? You explicitly told me that as long as I kept the hospital administration out of the crosshairs, you would ensure the archives remained unwatched

for twelve hours.”

Director Lewis’s face turned completely grey.

Daisy clapped her hands together sharply.

“Wonderful! We pulled up one weed and a whole rotten root system came along with it!”

Secretary Smith turned a stern eye onto Director Lewis.

“Please step into the adjacent office to draft your formal statement.”

Director Lewis’s lips trembled violently as he was led out.

Ethan watched the entire circus unfold, looking as though he was seeing the true nature of the people around him for the very first time in his life.

I stood up from my chair.

Secretary Smith asked respectfully, “Ava, do you have any further evidence or statements to append to the record?”

“Yes,” I replied clearly.

I turned my head and looked directly at Ethan.

“I have officially submitted our divorce petition to the base command board.”

Ethan snapped his head up, his eyes wide.

The entire room fell into an absolute, breathless silence.

“This time,” I continued, my voice steady as bedrock, “the signature was carved into the paper by

my own hand. No one will ever be permitted to sign for me again.”

His throat worked heavily for several seconds before he managed a single whisper.

“L… I will sign it.”

Chloe suddenly burst into a wild, screeching laugh.

“Ethan Miller, you lost completely! You tried so desperately to protect me, and you threw her away. Now you’ve cast me aside, and she doesn’t want anything to do with you either!”

Ethan didn’t grant her a single glance.

His eyes remained locked entirely on me.

“Ava… I know.”

I didn’t linger for another second.

As I stepped out of the command building, the morning sunlight caught the glass of the main bulletin board.

My mother’s name stood out in clean, bold print, completely free of the dirt that had covered it for

twenty long years.