Filed to story: Mr Williams Madame Is Dying Novel Free Online (Madison & Hunter)
“I might not make it through this. Madison, actually, I…”
Before he could finish his sentence, Jack blacked out and fell over. Madison quickly held him steady.
Jack was in a horrible state. His arms, abdomen, and chest had been shot.
Madison couldn’t even imagine what kind of perilous situation he was in to sustain these injuries.
She had to remove the bullets from his body as soon as possible.
Luckily, she had fashioned one of the basement rooms into a medical room when she purchased the villa.
Madison carried Jack to the basement. She was alone and didn’t have an assistant.
She had to be the anesthetist, general surgeon, and cardiovascular specialist.
Madison put on sterile clothing and quickly removed the bullets from Jack’s wounds.
He was gravely wounded. His survival wasn’t guaranteed.
Madison was panicking, but her hands were steady. She had no choice. She had to save Jack.
When Hunter got to the hospital, he saw Joel looking very troubled.
“How is he, Mr. Tucker?”
Joel shook his head. “It’s not looking good. All the best doctors are looking at him. The bullet hit right below his heart. It is a very dangerous spot.
“We can still keep him alive with the bullet in him, but if there are any mistakes when extracting the bullet, he will die on the spot. He is currently unconscious.”
‘Do we know who shot him?”
“We don’t know yet. Keeping Mr. Mason alive was our top priority. Yale just got here, too.”
“With Mr. Mason in this state, he wouldn’t be able to see him even if he came.” Hunter snorted.
“That’s true. I just wanted to tell you one thing. There is still one person in the world that could perform that surgery.
“You have to find him before Yale. It would help you greatly in the election if you save Mr. Mason’s life.”
“Who is it?”
“The famed cardiovascular specialist Lionel Gatsby.”
Hunter frowned. “Isn’t he retired? How do I find him?”
“You have to find him no matter what, and you only have two days to do so. I can only keep Mr. Mason alive for two more days.
“Your rivalry with Yale has reached a crucial stage. If he finds Lionel before you do, he will gain Mr. Mason’s support and emerge victorious.”
There were only two days.
According to hearsay, Lionel went off the grid after he retired. Hunter had been looking for him in the past year but to no avail.
“Understood. I will go take a look at Mr. Mason.”
Krystal was crouching on the floor and crying profusely in the corridor. An elegant middle- aged woman sat beside her.
“Stop crying.”
“Mom, do you think Dad is already dead?”
“Stop that nonsense. Why would he die? Some of the best specialists are treating him right now.”
Yale, who was sitting next to them, said gently, “Don’t worry, Krystal, Mr. Mason will surely survive. He won’t go down so easily.
“You don’t have to worry too much either, Mrs. Heath. I will find Dr. Gatsby.”
“I’ll leave that to you then, Yale.”
As she was crying, Krystal saw Hunter coming over. She rushed toward him and jumped into his arms. Hunter pushed her away discreetly.
“I’m sorry for being late, Mrs. Heath.”
“It’s nice to see you, too, Hunter. Mason is …”
“I’ve heard about it. Don’t worry, I’ll save him.”
“I’m glad to hear you say that. You and Yale have to find Dr. Gatsby as soon as possible.”
Hunter and Yale left at the same time.
Yale had a courteous smile on his face. “I’m very curious. Where are you going to find Dr. Gatsby?”
“Seems like you think you have this in the bag?”
Yale stopped in his tracks and whispered, “Hunter, luck won’t always be on your side. It’s time for fortune to smile on me for once.”
“We’ll see about that.”
Hunter left with brisk strides. Kelvin and Brent followed him.” What’s the situation, Mr. Williams.”
“Look into how Mr. Mason got shot. I feel like something’s amiss.”
“Are you suspecting Yale?”
Hunter saw the confidence on Yale’s face. It was like he already knew where Lionel was.
“This is not the time to talk about that. Brent will work on looking for Lionel. Kelvin, do some probing on this assassination attempt.”
“Understood. What would you be doing, Mr. Williams?”
Lionel wasn’t the best cardiovascular specialist in the world. It might be true that he used to be the best. But he had retired for a few years.
He was old and hadn’t used a scalpel in a long time.
Mason’s life was hanging in the balance.
Hunter knew that Madison had performed a heart surgery last year, which garnered international attention.
Madison was the better choice for this!
Brent’s face lit up.
“That’s right! We almost forgot about Mrs. Williams. The heart surgery she performed last year is still being praised now.
“So, we still have a chance even if Yale has already found Dr. Gatsby.”
“If Yale has already made preparations. Then, Dr. Gatsby must be with him already.
“He wouldn’t make a move so quickly. So he will probably show up with Mr. Gatsby tomorrow.”
“You should get Mrs. Williams then, Mr. Williams. We’ll beat them to it.”
Hunter drove to the hotel. He figured Madison should still be sleeping at this hour.
When he went into the room, no one was there. Madison was nowhere to be seen!
The room was still as messy as they left it the night before.
Something was off.
Given Madison’s personality, she wouldn’t have allowed her clothes to be scattered on the floor. She would’ve tidied up the place if she wanted to leave.
There was only one explanation. She left in a hurry.
Hunter called her number, but her phone was turned off.
Why would she leave all of a sudden?
Besides, she told him he could contact her on this phone. Why would she turn it off?
Hunter didn’t look into what Madison had been doing or where she had been in the past years because he didn’t want her to hate him.
So, her turning off her phone was like she had disappeared off the face of the earth for him.
Hunter quickly got someone to check the security footage. It showed that Madison left the room five minutes after he did.
She also left in a hurry and didn’t even have the time to put on her disguise.
She went out with her actual appearance.
Kelvin drove her car home the night before, so she went out of sight at the intersection.
“Mrs. Williams probably left in a cab, Mr. Williams. But she was in the cameras’ blind spot. It would take some time to look for her.”
“We need to find her as soon as possible. Check Warren. See if she is with him.”
“Yes, sir.”
Madison left in a hurry. What would cause her to do that? That was beside the point. Hunter was more worried about Madison.
It took Madison several hours to pull Jack back from the clutches of death.
She slumped into a chair next to him after she noticed his chest heaving slightly. Her forehead was covered in sweat.
It was very taxing to perform surgery alone. She had to be extremely precise on every step. One slight mistake and Jack would’ve died on the operating table.
Luckily, she was able to remove all the bullets. Jack’s vital signs slowly returned to normal.
Jack opened his eyes and looked at her weakly.
“Madison…”
“Don’t speak, Jack. You have just gotten out of critical condition, but your body is still weak. You need to be put under observation for a few days.”
“Thank you.”
“You don’t have to be a stranger. Did the Black Ravens get to you?”
Jack was unwilling to talk about what happened. “You don’t have to concern yourself with what happened.”
Madison sighed. “Alright. I won’t force you to tell me if you don’t want to. Get some rest. I will clean up the room. Holler at me if you need anything.”
“Okay.”
Madison went up to the living room, where blood was everywhere, and started to clean up.
The rug was soaked in his blood. She couldn’t just throw them away. It would be troublesome if someone found them and took samples.
It took Madison two hours to clean the room. Then, she went and made some liquid food for him and observed his mental state.
She finally sighed in relief after she confirmed that he was fine.
“Jack, please let me know if you’re going to do something so dangerous next time. You scared me to death.”
Jack smiled weakly. “If I didn’t make it, would you be sad?”
“Of course! Even though we’re not blood-related, I’ve always thought of you as my brother. I…”
Before she could finish her sentence, Madison received a notification on her phone informing her that someone was pressing the doorbell.
Who could it be at this hour?
Madison didn’t have friends in Aldenvine. She also didn’t have any food deliveries or parcels.
