Hospital Cover‑Up: My Wife Hides the Killer

"Why would I regret it?" Anastasia refuted, barely glancing at the body.

"I'm here today to talk about a settlement," she continued in a commanding tone. "I don't want to waste time on such trivial matters. Sign this notice of withdrawal. Louis is a rare talent, and a medical dispute like this can ruin his future."

I glared at her coldly. "Never!"

Margot had only had a benign fibroid, yet Louis had arbitrarily removed her entire uterus, causing massive postoperative bleeding and infection that led to her death.

A doctor who treated human life so casually had no right to be forgiven. However, Anastasia, not only the hospital director but also the dean of the medical school, was willing to discard even the most basic medical ethics just to protect her lover.

Margot would never rest in peace.

Anastasia was furious at my attitude. "I'm not negotiating with you, Gabriel. I'm giving you a way out! I'm the dean and the director—as long as I vouch for him, Louis will be fine even if it goes to court! I just don't want you to lose the case and make me look bad.

"It's not like nobody knows you're my husband!"

I kept a straight face. "If you're so worried about me embarrassing you, let's get a divorce."

She trembled with rage. "How dare you threaten me with divorce?"

Pointing at Louis, she added, "Even if the surgery had a minor accident, he did everything he could to save her! A doctor this responsible deserves your forgiveness!"

Meanwhile, Louis was on the phone, casually describing to the person on the other end how to dispose of "that useless piece of flesh".

I stared at Anastasia in shock. So, this was what she meant by being responsible, treating the removed organ like trash. When had the woman who once vowed to save lives become like this?

It had likely started when Louis became her most prized student. To produce quick results, he didn't hesitate to use patients for high-risk clinical trials.

Anastasia helped him falsify data, erasing failed cases from the records. I had tried to warn her, but she said those were necessary sacrifices for the advancement of medicine.

I looked at her with deep disappointment. "I'll mail you the divorce papers tomorrow."

Louis put on a fake show of concern and tried to dissuade me. "Ana just values my talent a lot—that's it. If you're angry over this, I'll apologize on her behalf. Also, don't scare her with a divorce. She might take it seriously."

Anastasia's anger exploded. She slapped me hard across the face. "You're acting unreasonable, Gabriel! I'm telling you—I won't get divorced, and I'll accept the hospital's settlement plan for you, as your wife!"

She immediately had the settlement agreement brought over and signed her name in front of me as the family representative. "I'll never give you a chance to sue. Gabriel, you forced my hand!"