On the way here, my mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, especially everything that had happened between Emile and me.
He had saved me from Ted's clutches, freed me from that rotten marriage, and given Simon and me a place to stay.
No matter how angry I was, I couldn't deny that he had helped us.
That was why I was still standing here, waiting for him to admit it and offer me a reasonable explanation.
But Emile dodged the truth. "You're overthinking. Maybe it was just a misdiagnosis."
He lied so effortlessly, not even a flicker of guilt on his face.
I felt my last shred of patience snap. "Mr. Wilson, you're awfully good at covering for people. Simon was hospitalized for two weeks. There were multiple tests, and every single one was a misdiagnosis?"
Emile remained unfazed. "Hospitals ar
