My Husband Died Twice And Both Times He Lied Chapter 03

My Husband Died Twice And Both Times He Lied Chapter 03

The medical research project had originally been meant to help treat my mother-in-law’s ischemic stroke.

I never imagined it would become my way out in the end.

After crying in the restroom until I could not stop vomiting, I went to the hospital cafeteria with swollen eyes and picked up a to-go meal.

When I pushed open the door to my mother-in-law’s room, all three of them were standing.

My father took the food from me and said, “Evelyn, the doctor says your mother-in-law has recovered!”

I said nothing. I only looked at my mother, seeing everything clearly now.

She grew impatient under my stare.

Then she laid it all out.

“Richard, why are you still trying to coax her?”

“Evelyn, I’ll be honest with you. Your mother-in-law was never paralyzed.”

“Maya is my biological daughter. After I lost my baby girl, we adopted you from foster care. You’ve enjoyed this family’s care for so many years already, and now Maya and Gavin have a child together. They should get married.”

Mrs. Weston Sr. seemed unable to bear it and added, “Sweetheart, I’m still your mother.”

I met their eyes calmly.

“I understand. What do you need me to do?”

The three of them looked shocked at first, but soon they were laughing and telling me to look on the bright side as they led me to Maya’s hospital room.

Gavin had booked a private maternity suite for her, and the room was stocked with everything a mother and newborn could need.

Gavin Weston, the CEO of a publicly traded company, was wearing a ridiculous mascot costume to make Maya laugh.

My eyes suddenly stung. I remembered how he used to do things like that to make me smile too.

“Mom, why are you all here? And why did you bring…”

My mother clapped happily. “Maya, Gavin, Evelyn agreed. She’ll handle your old house in the top school district and the wedding invitations and planning for you.”

Gavin looked as if he wanted to say something, but Maya spoke first in a reproachful tone.

“Mom! You know perfectly well what Evelyn and Gavin used to be. How could you still…”

My mother did not care. She pulled a thick stack of documents out of the bag tucked under her arm.

The papers included inheritance transfer agreements, the house in the top school district, and a multimillion-dollar redevelopment payout from my family’s old property.

“Evelyn, let’s sign everything today. You can’t live in such a big house all by yourself anyway.”

My gaze swept over everyone in the room. Their expressions were all different, but every one of them had chosen the same side.

That side was Maya’s.

My chest ached until I could barely breathe, but I still asked, “Mom, Dad, I can give them the house…”

“Evelyn Bennett!” my mother snapped, cutting me off. Her voice was terrifyingly sharp.

“Didn’t we agree on this just now? Sign the agreement and give the house to Maya. You’re a grown woman. Why are you still throwing a childish tantrum?”

The sudden scolding froze me in place. It felt as if someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over me.

Maya came over to smooth things over. “Mom, it’s fine if Evelyn likes it. Gavin has already given me so many houses. I don’t need this one.”

My father and Mrs. Weston Sr. took the chance to persuade me too.

I looked at Gavin. His brows were knitted tightly, and his eyes were fixed on me with both affection and pity.

It seemed many people had forgotten.

That house had been meant for my child’s future schooling.

I picked up the pen and signed every document.

Then, in front of everyone, I called the manager who had once handled my wedding.

“Ms. Sanders, the wedding next week should be just as grand as it was four years ago.”

Only then did everyone’s faces soften. I gave a mocking smile.

Then I turned and left.

In the on-call room, I entered the passcode and took out the embryo that had been kept in cold storage for three years.

The tiny form inside was curled into itself. My heart suddenly ached, and I could not stop my tears.

After wiping them away, I saw Professor Carter’s reply appear on my phone, along with the flight notification for tomorrow.

Professor Carter: [Dr. Bennett, once you leave, you cannot reveal your whereabouts or return for three years. Are you absolutely sure?]

My fingertips tapped lightly on the screen.

Me: [I’m sure.]

Gavin pushed the door open and saw the wedding ring and the embryo container I had just placed on the table.

He froze at once, his fists clenching.

“Evelyn, they were unfair to you today.”

“Your mom was just joking. I won’t actually make you plan my wedding.”

I let out a scoff. “How generous of you.”

“Gavin, open that container. It’s what you wanted.”

He stepped forward helplessly and took my hand. I yanked it away, but the movement accidentally played Professor Carter’s voice message.

“Dr. Bennett, I understand what you mean by leaving.”

The moment the message ended, Gavin’s hand trembled. His voice sank into a strained, heavy whisper.

“You’re leaving?”