When My Ex's Worst Enemy Became My Sanctuary novel Chapter 129

“Carola, relax. The doctor said there won’t be any scars.”

But Carola didn’t seem to hear him. “Albert, Dorothea crossed the line this time. I’m calling the police.”

Albert pressed his lips together, trying to keep calm. “I heard her grandma’s sick. Did you go visit her?”

Carola’s face shifted instantly.

Her eyes reddened. “Albert, what are you trying to say? Are you blaming me for her grandmother’s illness?”

“I swear, I have no idea how her grandma got sick. That day, my mom took me to apologize to her, hoping she could put in a good word for Dorothea.”

“I know I messed up before, but that doesn’t mean everything is my fault.”

Seeing how upset she was, Albert’s heart softened. “Don’t cry. When you cry, it kills me.”

“Alright, Carola. I won’t bring it up again.”

“Albert, I want to call the police!” Carola was stubborn, repeating herself. “Do you not want me to? Or… do you actually like Dorothea?”

Albert froze for a second.

He really didn’t want things to get blown up and brought to the police.

“No,” he said, taking her hand and kissing it. “You just trended online not long ago. I don’t want anyone twisting this into a bigger mess for you.”

“And Elise is her mom. If this gets out of hand, how’s she supposed to face your family?”

“Carola, Layton really cares about you, you know. Maybe think about him too, alright?”

For a moment, Albert almost convinced her, but Carola couldn’t forget the way he’d looked at Dorothea earlier.

That look… it was the way a man looked at a woman.

“Albert, then when are we getting our marriage license? I’m scared. I’m terrified of losing you.”

Carola’s tone shifted, sweet and gentle.

Albert felt a little moved, but he didn’t change his mind. “End of the month. We’ll get the license, I promise. I never go back on my word.”

“Sweetheart, give me a little time to propose, okay?”

Carola pouted. “Fine, I’ll let this one go. But if anything like this happens again, I’m not forgiving so easily.”

Albert kissed the corner of her eye, his gaze soft. “Good girl. That’s my Carola.”

***

After settling Carola, Albert headed to the hospital his assistant mentioned.

As soon as he got near the department, Scott’s assistant blocked his way.

“Albert, are you here to visit someone?”

Albert recognized him right away.

“Is Scott here?”

The assistant shook his head. “No.”

“I’m just here to see an elderly lady.”

But the assistant stood firm. “Sorry, the department is closed to all visitors today. Thanks for understanding.”

Albert frowned. “Is that your decision, or Scott’s?”

The assistant gave a polite nod, his tone flat. “Albert, you must be joking.”

Albert narrowed his eyes, his patience thinning. “And what if I insist on going in?”

The assistant stayed calm. “Sorry, I can’t let you through.”

“Alright. Just great. I’ll have a nice talk with Scott in a few days.”

He didn’t see who he came for, and instead ended up in a sour mood. Back in his car, he loosened his tie, feeling like something wasn’t adding up.

Scott was nothing like Latham. He was strict, disciplined, and never let anyone get leverage over him.

Still, what happened today was out of character.

Maybe there was someone in that hospital Scott actually cared about.

Or… could there be a connection between Dorothea and Scott?

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