Reborn To Remarry My Ex Husband (Melody)

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Tyrell's punch landed with brutal force, knocking Sean off balance. The blow made his jaw feel as if it had been wrenched out of place. He collapsed, unable to rise, the pain overwhelming him. Suzanna, horrified, rushed to his side.

"Dad! Tyrell, how could you do this my real father?" she cried, her voice trembling with emotion.

"You must be angry," she continued, her voice soft but controlled. "But even if you're from Avenstras, there's no way you could bankrupt the Shields overnight.

"If it were that easy, then every prominent family in Cleussau and Sommerville would be in danger. Avenstras is reaching too far; it could be trouble for everyone."

Suzanna had meant to help Sean, but as she looked up, she found herself standing by Tyrell.

She had adopted the posture of a weak but stubborn girl, as if she were trying to appeal to him.

It was the classic image of a vulnerable heroine in a corporate drama-delicate, yet firm.

Her words were calculated, carefully suggesting that Tyrell's influence over Sommerville's families could lead to disaster.

It was a strategic move, one designed to make it easier for her to form alliances and force Tyrell to back down.

Her fragile, almost desperate "Tyrell" sent shivers through the crowd.

Despite the pain, Sean managed to get to his feet, supporting himself as he approached Suzanna. His face was pale, but his anger still burned through.

He positioned himself behind her, speaking with a strained voice.

"Suzanna, you don't have to be friendly with him."

"He's nothing," Sean sneered, his voice thick with disdain. "Just because he wraps a ragged cloth on his head doesn't make him Avenstras' richest man. He's a washed-up failure who couldn't even get into the Sommerville registry." Sean tilted his head back, locking eyes with Tyrell in a challenging stare.

Tyrell had looked like this four years ago, and now, even after all that time, he still stood tall, his commanding presence unshaken.

In stark contrast to Sean, who had gained weight and showed signs of age, Tyrell had only grown more imposing-handsome, fit, and strong.

Sean, though still sharp-featured and once the picture of a successful businessman, now seemed out of place.

His face, twisted with pain, made him look small next to Tyrell, as if the difference between them was the distance between a CEO and his financial assistant.

Suzanna's eyes widened as she saw her father's confusion. She opened her mouth to explain, but Tyrell showed no interest in listening.

With a quick glance, he turned and walked away.

Suzanna knew why they were leaving. Melody and Tyrell were heading to Sommerville Hospital because Martin's condition was deteriorating. Once they were gone, Suzanna's expression shifted to one of concern. She looked at Cameron. "We need to prepare," she said.

"Sommerville has the best medical

equipment. we're going to do this, we need to be there. Mr. Norman is in charge. If he wants to live-stream the procedure, it makes sense to do it where things can be controlled."

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Her logic was sound. At this very moment, medical experts from all over the world were eager to see the Veinspire Codex in action.

Mr. Norman wasted no time. He quickly made arrangements for the procedure.

Given that the Veinspire Codex was the prize for the boxing tournament, the procedure would be streamed live for everyone to see. Samuel, the event organizer for Gregoria, gave his team a quick look. It was clear he would be watching from behind the scenes. Meanwhile, at Sommerville Hospital, Melody and Tyrell raced to the room, urgency in their every move.

The Avenstras royal medical team, under Tyrell's direction, was already performing a full examination of Martin.

As Melody entered the room, she found Martin lying still in the bed, barely breathing.

Her gaze locked on him for a moment before she moved quickly to his side.

The calm and efficient girl pulled out a dry needling kit from her waist and opened it.

She selected a long electrode, her movements precise as she inserted it into Martin's side.

"Lay him flat," she instructed.

"Turn him over."

At Melody's command, the Stirlands doctors, known for their expertise and pride, hesitated. They were not ones to follow orders without question.

But Tyrell stood behind her, a towering figure. His mere presence, silent and unwavering, made it clear that he supported Melody completely.

Even without a word, his stance was enough to make them rethink their reluctance.

With a resigned sigh, the Stirlands doctors complied.

They adjusted Martin's position, and after a few quick needle placements, Melody's expression became tense with focus. She issued her next command, her voice firm.

"Take him to the sterile operating room. Get two basins ready."

Without delay, someone handed Melody her sterile surgical attire. She quickly disinfected herself, moving swiftly toward the operating room.

Just before entering, she noticed

another gurney down the hall.

Cameron was being wheeled by

Suzanna, with a crowd of medical experts trailing behind them

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A couple of people were even carrying cameras.

It hardly seemed like a medical procedure. More like a media event.

Melody's gaze sharpened, but she didn't acknowledge them.

She turned away and entered the operating room, donned her surgical gear, and stood before Martin, now unconscious, ready to proceed.