Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 1741

The nurse looked a bit surprised. When she had come in earlier, she saw Carol arriving with Felix. Didn’t she know that Felix was Listina's fiancé?

Someone coughed nearby, and the nurse, fearing she might land herself in trouble, especially since Carol and Felix seemed quite close, quickly changed the subject.

"Never mind. Why don't you head to the restroom?"

Seeing the nurse’s reluctance to divulge more, Carol didn’t press further and immediately scampered off to the restroom.

The nurses exchanged glances, and one of them began to muse aloud.

"I knew it. No man is that perfect. Listina's been in the hospital for years; Felix must've found someone else. That woman must be the one."

"Exactly. This woman doesn’t even know Felix is Listina's fiancé. He’s kept it tight-lipped. So handsome, yet turns out he’s a player."

"Men are only faithful when they pass away."

"And to think I used to rave about him to everyone, drawing all that envy. Turns out I was blind."

Carol heard none of this. After returning from the restroom, she handed the hand sanitizer back to the nurse and offered a friendly smile.

The nurse, as if she’d seen something she shouldn’t have, quickly averted her gaze.

Carol found it strange. Weren’t they just amicable moments ago? Confused, she went off to find Felix.

They continued their sweet dalliance for another half-month. During this time, Abner was about to get discharged, and Carol went to collect some items for him.

After seeing him off in the car, Abner realized he'd left his phone in the ward and wanted to retrieve it.

Carol pushed him back into the seat, "Dad, I'll get it for you. Just wait here."

So, Abner settled back in the car.

Carol got into the elevator, and when it stopped at a particular floor, she came face to face with Listina.

Listina’s health had improved, and she had been gaining a bit of weight, now able to walk around the hospital.

When she saw Carol, her pupils contracted sharply. The last time, she had spotted scratches on Felix's neck, and now she discovered a fresh love bite on Carol's neck.

It was barely visible, yet provocatively suggestive. And this mark was fresh; it must have been from last night.

Last night, feeling unwell, Listina had called Felix, but he had answered while in bed with Carol.

Listina's face turned sour, glaring daggers at Carol. Startled by the intense stare, Carol frowned.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Listina's face twitched with rage, her lips tightly clenched.

Carol instinctively stepped back, her palm still bearing the scar from a knife wound. She feared Listina might lash out again.

The elevator stopped at Abner's floor, and Carol made to exit, only to hear Listina sneer, "You're really pitiful."

Carol had always been Ms. Miller, pampered and spoiled since childhood. When had anyone ever pitied her?

And now this woman, orphaned, with a brain tumor, and from a poor family, dared to call her pitiful? Carol was so taken aback she actually laughed.

Listina took the laughter as mockery and felt a sting in an instant.

"Isn't it true? You think Felix is sincere with you? Ha! You’ll understand soon enough. You're the most pitiful person in the world!"

Carol dismissed her as delusional, recalling Felix's mention of Listina's depression. She tried to leave, but Listina followed closely.

"Do you think by throwing yourself at Felix, he'll respect you more? Carol, you're nothing but a tramp, used by everyone! Felix will see through you eventually, and then you'll be the one crying!"

Her words were getting nasty. Considering the surgeon who had operated the surgery for Listina was the one she asked to come, Carol's face immediately grew dark, "Are you done?"

Listina raised an eyebrow, feeling a surge of anger, "No, I have a lot more to say. You keep sleeping with Felix, but in the end, he won't even remember you!"

Carol laughed, deliberately pulling her collar aside. Below the love bite was a myriad of marks, layered upon each other, clearly not made in a single day.

Their recent frequent intimacy had led Listina to that conclusion. Listina grabbed Carol's clothes and began to tear at them.

"You wretch! You harlot! I'll kill you today. I won't let you go! You must die; you must die!"

Carol's hair was yanked painfully, and in response, she shoved Listina away. But Listina, like a woman possessed, clung to Carol, leaving claw marks on her arm.