I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Audrey, who had fainted, was laid on the sofa by the company employees. She had not regained consciousness yet, and the ambulance was still on its way. Audrey’s sudden collapse had frightened everyone; after all, who didn’t know how important the boss’s wife was to Terrence?

When Terrence arrived and saw Audrey lying pale on the sofa, his heart clenched tightly. “Meredith,” he called out. He didn’t know why Audrey had fainted and didn’t dare to touch her, fearing it might cause further harm.

Rick said, “Mr. Sterling, the ambulance is almost here.”

Terrence was extremely anxious, and the other employees didn’t dare to make a sound. No matter how much Terrence called out to Audrey, she remained unconscious.

Soon, the ambulance arrived. Terrence followed it to the hospital. Throughout the journey, he was in a daze, his hands and feet cold with fear of losing his wife again.

At the hospital, Audrey was taken into the emergency room for a thorough examination. Terrence waited outside, his hands tightly clasped together, filled with anxiety and worry.

After about ten minutes, a doctor came out and asked, “Has the patient undergone heart surgery?”

“Heart surgery?” Terrence was puzzled. Audrey had never mentioned it before, and neither had Meredith. “Dr. Harrington, what’s going on? When did she have heart surgery? I wasn’t aware of it.”

“From the recovery signs, it seems to have been at least a year ago,” Dr. Harrington said. “This time she fainted because she didn’t take her anti-rejection medication on time. These medications must be taken regularly; otherwise, it’s very dangerous. The patient also needs plenty of rest and should avoid overexertion.”

A year ago-that was around the time of the typhoon incident.

Terrence asked, “Dr. Harrington, will my wife’s health be affected under these circumstances?”

Dr. Harrington paused for a moment and cautiously replied, “Post-heart surgery requires proper care; if managed well, she can live normally. Otherwise, it could affect her lifespan.”

“Thank you, Dr. Harrington. I have another question: under what conditions would someone need heart surgery? What exactly does it entail?” At this moment, Terrence began to understand why Audrey had been distancing herself from him.

Dr. Harrington explained, “Congenital heart disease or hereditary heart conditions…”

Hearing this, Terrence frowned deeply. Meredith never had congenital heart disease; could it be hereditary? That would require a family history of such conditions-could Prince Darcy have this hereditary disease?

After resuscitation and medication, Audrey was no longer in danger and was moved to a ward where she soon woke up.

Terrence stayed by her bedside. Seeing Audrey awake brought him immense relief. “Meredith, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?”

Audrey still looked dazed; memories flooded her mind as she tried to recall why she was in the hospital.

“I’m fine; don’t worry,” Audrey said weakly, her face still pale.

Terrence held her hand gently and said softly, “Why didn’t you tell me about something so serious? The doctor said you had heart surgery. Why didn’t you tell me? Why didn’t you take your medication on time? Why did you need heart surgery?”

Audrey pursed her lips and said, “I didn’t want you to worry. After that injury when I woke up, it was already like this; I don’t remember much.”

“Then rest for now; don’t think about it,” Terrence said without pressing further. Seeing her pale face made him reluctant to ask more questions.

Audrey nodded slightly; she indeed wanted to rest and closed her eyes to sleep again.

Terrence stayed by her side, watching her intently. Since the incident, some things just didn’t add up.

How could someone not know they had undergone heart surgery? And why stop taking medication? Audrey hadn’t given a direct answer earlier.

Thinking about this, Terrence gently covered Audrey with a blanket. His gaze fell on her waist as he remembered a birthmark there.All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Glancing at the sleeping Audrey, he impulsively reached out and gently lifted her shirt…