Marriage Lies and a Dangerous Obsession novel Chapter 142

Chapter 142

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Laura, Andrea’s mother, had collapsed by the roadside, and Andrea was crying, begging anyone passing by for help.

When Andrea saw Ian, she started sobbing even louder. “Ian, my mom fainted. Please, I’m begging you, can you help me?”

Seeing that nobody around dared to step forward, Ian grabbed Chloe by the wrist and pulled her right into the thick of it.

Ian told Chloe, “You’re a doctor. Go check her out.”

Chloe jerked her hand free from Ian’s grip and stood next to Laura, face icy.

She looked down, her gaze landing on Laura’s fluttering eyelashes.

Chloe said to Ian, “She’s fine.”

Andrea collapsed beside her mom, tears streaming down her face as she called out to Chloe. “Dr. Irvine, you’re a doctor! My mom’s fainted right here, and not only do you refuse to help, you stand there making cold–hearted comments?”

Andrea made a point of calling her “Dr. Irvine” instead of “Mrs. Hamilton,” right in front of everyone.

As soon as Andrea’s words came out, the crowd started calling Chloe out, saying she had no medical ethics and didn’t deserve to be a doctor.

Ian lowered his voice. “Chloe, you’re a doctor. This is a life–or–death situation–now’s not the time to be petty

with me.”

Chloe looked at Ian, her gaze cool and unbothered.

Chloe said, “Ian, after years in medicine, I can tell you–this is all just psychological.”

She added, “Just help Andrea up, throw in a few kind words, and get her mom back home. Trust me, they’ll be full of energy before you know it–cooking for you and keeping you warm at night.”

Face–to–face, the two locked eyes, tension crackling in the air between them.

Ian’s expression was like ice, shooting Chloe a warning glare that left no room for doubt.

Sobbing, Andrea shuffled closer to Chloe.

She clung to the edge of Chloe’s coat, voice choked with desperation. “Dr. Irvine, please–I’m begging you. The ambulance isn’t here yet, and I have no idea what to do. Can you just help my mom right now?”

With the crowd’s accusations growing louder in Chloe’s ears, she glanced down at Andrea, her patience

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Chloe’s eyes fell on her now–creased coat, twisted in Andrea’s frantic grip. ‘Does she have to be this dramatic? she thought, frowning.

In the next moment, Chloe jerked her coat sharply, forcing Andrea’s hand off.

“Ahh!” Andrea let out a shrill scream.

She crumpled to the pavement, collapsing right where she stood.

Ian hurried over, knelt beside her, and asked in a low voice, “Did you hurt yourself?”

Andrea grabbed Ian’s hand, sobbing uncontrollably. “Ian, a little scrape is nothing to me, but Dr. Irvine–she’s supposed to be a doctor! Even if she wants nothing to do with me, how can she just ignore a patient lying there helpless, right in front of her?”

Ian let go of Andrea and walked straight up to Chloe.

He said, “Chloe, some doctor you are–letting personal grudges get in the way of a patient’s life. Do you even deserve to be called a doctor?”

The two glared at each other, and Chloe let out a cold laugh. “And who are you to judge if I deserve it?”

Ian’s eyes darkened, his gaze suddenly intense.

Chloe shot back, “If you’re so worried about your mother–in–law, why aren’t you rushing her to the hospital instead of wasting your breath on me?”

When the crowd heard Chloe say Ian was the son–in–law of the old lady lying on the ground, the whole mood shifted–suddenly, everyone was calling out Ian.

“I thought he was just someone walking by, but he’s actually her son–in–law?”

“Other people don’t dare help because they’re afraid of getting blamed, but even the son–in–law is just standing there? Doesn’t look like he cares much for his in–laws.”

“You’re both here! Why aren’t you taking the old lady to the hospital?”

When the crowd started assuming he was Andrea’s husband, Ian’s face went dark with embarrassment and irritation.

He barked out, voice full of fury, “Chloe! What are you even talking about?”

Chloe shot a look at Patrick and Arthur,

Andrea stood in the middle of the crowd, her face burning with embarrassment as she clutched her clothes tightly at her sides.

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Patrick caught Chloe’s signal and shoved Ian right next to Andrea.

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Patrick said, “Ian, come on, that’s not cool. Your son’s about to start school–even if you two are fighting, you can’t just turn your back on your own mother–in–law.”

Before Ian could get a word in, Arthur pointed at Ian and Andrea. “I swear, they’re really married! Their kid’s already that old!”

The crowd burst into heated discussion, gossip spreading through everyone at once.

People started calling Ian out even louder, their criticism drowning out everything else.

Ian just stood there, his face twisted in a mix of anger and humiliation–words couldn’t even begin to capture

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His lips pressed in a thin line, eyes locked onto Chloe, practically shooting daggers.

Chloe, right in the middle of it all, coolly ignored Ian’s killer stare, looking every bit like a casual bystander just soaking in the drama.

Arthur, still fired up, yelled, “The mother of his own kid is bawling her eyes out and he can’t even be bothered? His mother–in–law’s passed out cold on the pavement, and he just stands there doing nothing? I’m telling you, in all my years, I’ve never seen a man this low!”

Patrick jumped right in, stirring things up. “If he treats his own wife and her mom like this, you just know he’s busy fooling around with some other woman.”

The two of them were like a tag team, tossing insults back and forth to keep the gossip flying.

The crowd was quick to forget about Chloe; now all eyes were on Andrea, full of pity, while everyone started tearing into Ian even more viciously.

“He looks all respectable, but who would’ve thought he was just a grade–A loser.”

“People really are two–faced. Look at that shiny suit, then look at his mother–in–law–all her clothes are practically rags.”

“He’s already got a wife and kid, yet still sneaks around with other women? Men like him deserve to rot alone for the rest of their lives.”

As the crowd kept hurling insults at Ian, Andrea just couldn’t stand it any longer–her nerves were shot.

She stepped protectively in front of lan, shouting at everyone, “Enough! All of you, just shut up!”

Her voice trembled with emotion. “You don’t know a thing about us! Who gives you the right to run your mouth?”

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