Trash Husband, I'm the Top novel Chapter 33

“Secondary injury… How did that happen?” Daniel demanded, unable to hide his urgency.

The nurse answered at once, “Mrs. Chambers said someone pushed her.”

She recalled the state Aurora had been in when she arrived and added, “She also has several other bruises.”

Bruises?

Daniel’s heart skipped a beat. What on earth had happened?

“Mr. Chambers, if you know where your wife is, please get her back as soon as possible. We need to start her second round of treatment—her foot can’t be delayed any longer.” The nurse wheeled the treatment cart out of the room.

Daniel stood alone in the hallway, scanning his surroundings. With an injury like hers, how far could she possibly go?

But the corridor was utterly empty. Aurora was nowhere to be seen.

He immediately ordered someone to check the security cameras.

But, as luck would have it, the entire surveillance system was down for upgrades today.

She wasn’t at the hospital, and she hadn’t gone home either.

Daniel’s face grew darker with every passing second. His mind flashed back to the day she’d been kidnapped—his heart thudded painfully.

“Send more people. Keep looking,” he ordered hoarsely.

He dialed Aurora’s number again and again, but each attempt was met with the same cold, mechanical voice: “The number you have dialed is unavailable.”

Daniel sank onto the couch, eyes rimmed red. On his phone, a security video—the one Gwen had sent him earlier—played silently.

Gwen’s message echoed in his mind: *You probably want to know why your wife changed her mind and left.*

In the video, Samuel was dragging Aurora with frightening force.

Even through the grainy footage, Daniel could hear the dull thud as Samuel slammed her into the wall.

Every word Samuel spat out hit Daniel like a punch to the gut.

And as he remembered how heartlessly he’d told Aurora to leave the hospital, a wave of regret crashed over him.

He’d known nothing—yet again, he’d accused her of faking her injuries.

He put down his phone and rubbed his brow, exhaustion etched in every line of his face.

Aurora, where are you?

***

Her heel caught on the step behind her, sending a fresh wave of pain through her ankle.

She gave up and slumped down onto the stairs, her voice muffled. “My foot hurts too much. I can’t walk for now.”

Daniel’s throat tightened.

“Aurora.” He crouched down in front of her, gently rolling up her pant leg. The sight of her swollen ankle made his chest constrict.

Her injury was so much worse than he’d imagined.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be out of your way soon,” Aurora said, gripping the railing. Her gaze, cool and distant, fell on the crown of his head. “After all, we were married for three years. I’m sure you can spare me a little time.”

“There’s no need to leave.” Daniel carefully rolled her pant leg back down, his eyes shadowed. “I’m taking you to see a doctor.”

Aurora edged away from his hand. “No need, Mr. Chambers. Una—”

But Daniel pressed his lips together and, without another word, lifted her into his arms.

Aurora looked down, digging her nails into her palm. “Sorry for the trouble.”

Daniel paused, a sharp ache twisting in his chest.

Back in the hospital room, the nurse came in to treat Aurora’s ankle again. Just brushing against it sent jolts of pain through her, but Aurora didn’t make a sound. Only the fine sheen of sweat on her brow and the pallor of her face betrayed how much she was suffering.