Read The Unwanted Wife and Her Secret Twins novel by Artemis Z.Y. Updated 2025 -26 - The Unwanted Wife and Her Secret Twins Chapter 393

The Unwanted Wife and Her Secret Twins Chapter 393

The door had barely closed behind Dr. Norbu when it burst open again.

Scarlett came through first, moving faster than I’d seen her move since college when she’d sprinted across campus because someone said there were free samples at the new frozen yogurt place. Her red hair flew behind her like a banner, her coat half-on, half-off, one arm still tangled in the sleeve.

Behind her came Morton.

Morton, who never ran. Morton, who I’d once watched receive news that his company’s stock had dropped fifteen points in an hour with nothing more than a slight tightening around his eyes.

Morton’s eyes were red.

Actual red, like he’d been crying, or trying very hard not to cry, or had given up on trying not to cry somewhere between the parking lot and the eighth floor.

He didn’t stop at the doorway. Didn’t pause to assess the situation or check if this was an appropriate time to enter or exchange polite greetings.

He went straight to Kyle’s bed.

“Jesus Christ,” Morton said, his voice rough. “Jesus fucking Christ, Kyle.”

Alexander’s head popped up from where he’d been nestled against Kyle’s side. “That’s a bad word. Two bad words.”

“Sorry,” Morton said automatically, but he wasn’t looking at Alexander. He was looking at Kyle, his hands gripping the bed rail like it was the only thing keeping him upright. “Sophie said—she said the doctor left after ten minutes and I thought-”

“I’m still here,” Kyle said.

“I can see that. I just-” Morton’s voice cracked. He turned his face away, one hand coming up to press against his eyes.

Sophie swept in behind them, her heels clicking against the linoleum with the staccato rhythm of someone who’d miscalculated badly and was trying to make up for it through sheer force of presence. She wore a scarlet coat-of course it was scarlet-and her hair was windblown in a way that somehow looked intentional.

“Mon dieu,” she breathed, taking in the scene. Kyle in the bed, three children arranged around him like protective satellites, Morton gripping the railing like he was holding onto the edge of a cliff. “I am an idiot. A complete and utter idiot.”

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“You’re not an idiot,” Scarlett said, though she was looking at Morton with an expression I couldn’t quite read. “You just jumped to conclusions.”

“I jumped to the wrong conclusions! I told you the doctor left after ten minutes and you said—” Sophie gestured wildly at Morton. “And then this one, he just went white and grabbed his keys and we were in the car before I could explain that maybe ten minutes doesn’t always mean-”

“Sophie.” Thomas’s voice came from the doorway. He stood there in his coat, his jaw tight, looking like he’d just run several blocks. “Please stop talking.”

“I am not talking, I am explaining—”

“You’re talking. You’re always talking. It’s one of your defining characteristics.”

Sophie whirled on him. “And you are always judging! Another of your defining characteristics, Thomas Wallace!”

“I’m not judging. I’m observing that in the thirty seconds since we arrived, you’ve managed to make this moment about your dramatic misinterpretation instead of about Kyle and his-” Thomas gestured at the children, clearly not wanting to say something in front of them.

“My dramatic-? I was concerned! I was worried! I rushed here because I thought—”

“You rushed here because you love being the center of attention, even when the attention should be elsewhere.”

Madison tugged on my sleeve. “Mia,” she whispered. “They’re fighting.”

“I know, baby.”

“In the hospital.”

“I know.”

“That’s not allowed.”

She was right. I opened my mouth to say something, to tell them all to take it outside or lower their voices or remember where they were, but Morton spoke first.

“Kyle’s my best friend.”

The room went quiet.

Morton hadn’t moved from his position at the bedside, but his voice carried anyway. Soft. Steady. The kind of voice you use when you’re trying very hard to keep it steady.

“Kyle’s my best friend,” he said again. “He’s been my best friend since we were eight years old and I

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got assigned to the dorm room next to his at boarding school and he taught me how to pick the lock on the vending machine so we could steal candy bars at two in the morning.”

Kyle made a sound that might have been a laugh. “You were terrible at it. You set off the alarm three times.”

“You were worse. You ate all the Snickers before we got caught.”

“They’re my favorite.”

“I know.” Morton’s hand was still white-knuckled on the bed rail. “I know because I’ve known you for twenty-five years and you’re my best friend and Sophie called and said the doctor left after ten minutes and I-”

His voice cracked again. He turned away, his shoulders shaking.

Scarlett moved to him, her hand finding his back, but she didn’t say anything. Just stood there. Being

present.

I found myself looking at Kyle. His face had gone soft in a way I rarely saw. Vulnerable. Like someone had reached into his chest and squeezed.

“You drove all the way here,” Kyle said quietly. “You thought I was dying and you drove all the way

here.”

“Of course I drove all the way here. You’re dying anyway, you idiot. I didn’t want to miss-” Morton’s breath hitched. “I didn’t want to miss saying goodbye.”

Alexander had been watching this exchange with the intense focus he brought to things he didn’t quite understand but knew were important. Now he spoke up.

“But he’s not dying right now. The wizard doctor said so. He’s going to try to make Kyle better with herbs and guts and meditation.”

Ethan nodded seriously. “The gut microbiome affects immune system regulation. It’s actually scientifically valid.”

“The doctor gave us rocks,” Madison added, holding up her pale green stone. “From a river in Tibet.”

Morton finally turned back around. His eyes were still red but he’d stopped shaking. “Rocks?”

“River rocks,” Alexander clarified. “They’ve been in the river for thousands of years getting smooth. Like how water and stones exist together by just being what they are.

“That’s actually very Zen,” Sophie said. She’d gone quiet during Morton’s confession, her theatrical energy dampened. Now she moved closer to the bed, her coat rustling. “Dr. Norbu is a very wise man. I should not have panicked. I should have waited for the full explanation instead of immediately

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assuming the worst and causing you all to rush here in a state of alarm.”

“It’s fine,” I said, because someone needed to say something and everyone else seemed frozen.

“It is not fine. I made Morton cry.”

“I wasn’t crying.” Morton said.

“Your eyes are red.”

“Allergies.”

“It is November. Nothing is blooming.”

“Indoor allergies.”

“You do not have indoor allergies. I know this because we had dinner at your apartment and you have three cats and if you had indoor allergies you would not have three cats.

“I have one cat.”

“One very fat cat that looks like three regular cats.”

Thomas made a sound. I glanced at him and realized he was trying not to laugh.

“You think this is funny?” Sophie demanded, whirling on him.

“I think,” Thomas said carefully, “that you’re deflecting because you feel guilty about misinterpreting the situation and causing unnecessary panic.” noveldrama

“I am not deflecting!”

“You’re talking about Morton’s cat.”

“His cat is relevant to the discussion of his allergies!”

“His allergies are not relevant to anything happening in this room right now.”

Sophie opened her mouth, closed it, opened it again. “I do not like you, Thomas Wallace.”

“The feeling is mutual.”

“Children,” Mie said firmly “Both of you stop

They both turned to loss at me opte’s mouth was still open, ready to fire back

“This is a hospital,” I continued, keeping my voice level but hard. “And you two are standing here insulting each other like you’re in a middle school cafeteria.”

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Sophie had the grace to look ashamed. “You are right. I apologize.”

“I apologize too,” Thomas said.