I fought to suppress my emotions; perhaps it was just a misunderstanding.
The proctology department was quite far from my dental department, separated by another building. Just as I rounded a corner, I heard Sophie's furious voice.
"What more tests? What are we waiting for? He's in so much pain!"
"I've already signed everything; why hasn't the surgery been scheduled? If anything happens to my husband, I'll bankrupt you all just to sue!"
Her words hit me like a ton of bricks—my husband?
An unsettling feeling spread through my mind as I quickened my pace.
A nurse standing nearby spotted me and rushed over as if I were her savior.
"Kyle! We need to do routine HIV tests before surgery, but the family won't wait. They've been causing a scene!"
She pointed to the consent form in her hand, which clearly stated "Wife: Sophie."
Intuition screamed that Sophie was cheating on me.
My mind went blank for an instant; I could hear nothing but the chaos around me.
Images of Sophie tangled up with Ethan flooded my thoughts, and I felt nauseous.
I rushed up to grab Sophie's arm and demanded, "What did you just call him? Husband? And who am I?"