The CEO’s Ex-Wife Is A Famous Doctor

Chapter 11: Nicole‘s Request
Evan was staring blankly at the glass window of the hospital room, wondering how Shantelle was. He fished his mobile from his
trouser pocket and gawked at his phone.
“Fuck.” He still had no means of communicating with her.
“Evan, the doctor said I can go home in two days,” he heard a female voice say behind him.
He lazily turned and looked at the source of the voice and realized it was Nicole. Yes, that‘s right. How could he forget he had
visited her at the hospital and had been for more than a week?
Instantly, Evan felt regretful about how Nicole looked. She had cuts and bruises on her face.
A bunch of thugs violated Nicole in the streets, all because he left her at the LEX club. Keith, his friend, did not even bother
apologizing in person for not taking Nicole home.
While he was being intimate with Shantelle, Nicole suffered in the streets. All the more, Evan
felt obligated to aid Nicole. He paid for her medical expenses and found time to visit the hospital daily. “Evan? Did you hear me?
The doctor said I could finally be discharged in two days,” Nicole repeated.
“That‘s good news,” Evan answered. “Since you are feeling better, how about we have the police visit you today? Your statement
would help capture those who did this to you.”
“Evan.” Nicole was suddenly teary–eyed. She said, “I don‘t want to. I can‘t. I can‘t bear to recount what happened to me. I know
the heavens will take care of them – punish them for what they did to me.” 1
“I don‘t want to press charges. I don‘t want people to look at me in a dirty way – to look down at me and pity me.” Nicole howled
further in tears as she added, “All I need... is you, Evan. You are all I need.”
“Don‘t remotely leave me behind again – anywhere. I‘m afraid of what might happen to me next, Evan.” She lifted her hand,
suggesting she wanted to hold Evan‘s hand.
Evan reluctantly took her hand. He sat next to Nicole and said, “But, they have to be punished
“Karma will get to them,” Nicole insisted. “Evan, all I need is you now, please. Please. Let‘s forget about what happened.”

Evan frowned. He just could not let it go. Given that Nicole was ashamed, what about other women who may be violated? All
because such scums can walk around the city?
“Okay. For now, I’ll let you recuperate first.” While Evan appeared to agree, he still meant to follow up with the police. As
necessary, he can have someone privately look into it. Besides, Evan thought that in cases of violence and abuse, the city‘s
prosecutor would always pursue the case, even if the victim chose not to press charges. 2
“Evan, I‘m scared to be on my own. This would not have happened if you had not left me at the club.” Nicole looked up at him
with pitiful eyes and said, “What happened was so traumatizing, I don‘t know if – if I could sleep at night.”
“Even here in the hospital, with the nurses and doctors – it‘s been hard resting. I could only rest when you come and visit me
after your work,” with her lips trembling, Nicole resumed.” With all this, maybe I – I can live with you temporarily? I feel much
better, and with you near, I could sleep better.”
“Can – can I stay at your villa?” She added.
‘Live in my villa? Our villa?‘ Evan‘s eyes widened, referring to his marital home with Shantelle. His brow raised, and his mouth
parted, but before he could answer, his phone rang. He used this as an excuse and stepped out of the room.
When he returned to Nicole‘s room, he revealed, “There is a problem at the company. If I can‘t come tomorrow, I‘ll send
someone to look after you.”
He left, not wanting to entertain her request to stay with him in the villa.
***
(Evan, why is your maid here? Aren‘t you coming to take care of me?] The next day, Evan received a message from Nicole. He
did not want to speak to or see her, especially after she suggested staying with him in the villa.
Moreover, there were problems at the company that he had to deal with. His schedule was bound to be busy up until the next
day, and he needed to get home and rest for the night. He figured he would respond to Nicole later – much later. It was already
past eight in the evening when Howard, the Thompson family driver, picked him up at the office. Often, Howard would drive him
when he was entirely out, exhausted from a day‘s work They drove past a boutique selling formal wear, and a long white evening
gown on display caught his attention. “Howard, stop.”
Sarah Kate. It was a dress designed by a fashion designer in Braeton City. Evan recalled how Shantelle liked the designer‘s
dresses. He stepped out of the car and went into the shop. 3

“Sir, we are sorry, but we are already closed,” a store manager said. She had just flipped the signboard over when Evan walked
in.
“Please, I‘m Evan Thompson. My wife is your regular customer here,” he said. “I can pay you any amount.” 2
“Ah, yes, Miss Shantelle.” The store manager frowned and said, “I haven‘t seen her in a while. “Looking up at Evan, she asked,
“What can I do for you, Mister Thompson?” “That gown at the front. Is that a limited design?” He asked. “Yes, sir. It‘s a limited
edition. There are only four of the same design. The owner of the brand, Misses Sarah Kate, has one. One had already been
bought. The other is in London, still available for sale,” the lady proudly said. “Then, I want that for Shantelle,” Evan said. “But not
now. Send it to her next month, please. It will be her birthday this coming December.” “You know her size, right?” Evan asked.
“Ah, yes, Mister Thompson. Miss Shantelle has lost a lot of weight over the past few months. It was more than a month ago
since she last came here. She looked very sad. I hope she is okay
now, though,” the store attendant muttered unknowingly.
This made Evan feel unhappy. He gulped and replied, “I – yes, of course. Problems in business. Please adjust the gown as
necessary according to your last recorded size of Shantelle.”
He gave the lady his card and said, “Thank you for arranging everything. My assistant will be in contact to make sure the delivery
happens.” Recalling how the store may send it to the villa, he added, “And... you‘ll need to send to a different address.”
Before leaving the shop, Evan glanced at the dress displayed in the window. A smile formed on his face as he pictured Shantelle
wearing it on her birthday.
***
Another day had passed, and Evan was busier than ever.
The Thompson Group of Companies had several businesses. Their biggest one was the E&E Shipping Lines. Recently, they
acquired a Russian client, moving cars from a nearby coast to Russia. It was their most noteworthy deal yet, but also the most
challenging.
The client was very demanding and often asked for huge shipping discounts. The client went to see Evan personally to get the
required adjustment. Evan had to take the client for a tour, showing and explaining why they could not lower the shipping cost.

After dealing with the Russian client, Evan returned to his office. He was reading one document to another when Mrs. Shaw
called.
Remembering how he had sent Mrs. Shaw to attend to Nicole, he frowned. Then, Mrs. Shaw would never bother him unless it
was an emergency. Thus, Evan answered the call.
On the other line, Mrs. Shaw said, “Mister Evans, Miss Lively is in the villa. She insisted on coming here after her discharge from
the hospital. She said you had agreed to let her live here. I reluctantly followed her instructions, but now Miss Lively is inside
your room. She has removed Miss Shanty‘s clothes and replaced them with hers.”
Evan‘s eyes darkened in irritation. He wondered, ‘Did I ever make her think she could replace Shanty?‘