The CEO’s Ex-Wife Is A Famous Doctor

Chapter 57: The Party Invite
“The healing is good, Uncle. Don’t stress too much. Normally, it will take up to six weeks to heal from an open heart surgery,”
Shantelle said after checking Erick’s chest wound. “You must have received detailed
instructions from your cardiologist.
Maintain your medication and keep monitoring your heart rhythm.”
Many words were said at their
reconciliation. The Scotts primarily were apologetic about keeping Lucas from the Thompsons, but Clara and Erick did not want
to dig up the past anymore. To them, it was the time to heal and move forward.
Thus, after Evan’s and Shantelle’s parents had talked, Erick requested the excellent doctors to check his chest. It led them to
Erick’s bedroom, where he took off his shirt
and lay down.
“Shanty, when can I return to my previous
activities? I want to run again.” Erick laughed because he had not been running for a while, even before his bypass, but he
undoubtedly wanted to get back in shape.
“You’ll need to undergo cardio therapy first,
uncle. Slow and steady wins the race,” she
remarked with a smile.
“Did you hear that, son?” Erick said, looking at Evan, who was standing by the door. Slow and steady.”
William groaned while Shantelle raised both
her browse. 1

The Scotts had lunch at the Thompsons, and
in the afternoon, Evan’s lawyers dropped by to give Shantelle the transfer documents to the house. When she signed the papers,
she
told Evan, “I have about two million dollars. I can pay you back part of the cost for the
house and -”
“No, Shanty, please. I insist. I told you then, and let me tell you again, it’s my gift to you
and your family – one of my ways to
apologize about the past. Please, let me,” Evan insisted. William had agreed to put the
estate in Shantelle’s name since she was
their only daughter. Thus, only Shantelle was needed for the transfer deeds.
“Plus, Lucas is my son. It gets passed down to him at the end of it all,” Evan pointed
out.
With that, Shantelle signed the papers away. The only document left unfurnished was the request to change Lucas’ name to a
Thompson, which was also agreed upon
during that day’s gathering.
***
Days came and went.
Since the Scotts’ return to Warlington, Erick
and Clara had been chatting regularly with Shantelle’s parents. Lucas often joined the conversation, adding more fun to their
video calls. So far, Evan had also consistently spoken to Lucas at night. He got caught up
with work a few times, but he always

informed Shantelle or William should he fail
to call Lucas in a day.
At the hospital, With Doctor William Scott back, the anxiety about the organ donor list
had been lifted from Shantelle’s hands. It
was now William’s responsibility.
So far, however, no threat had resurfaced. Yet, despite returning to her usual routine, Shantelle still had her bodyguards, taking
turns protecting her. Evan insisted that it
had to be done.
One afternoon, William invited Shantelle to
his office. When she made it in, her father
disclosed, “Shanty, there is an invitation from the mayor’s office. He is holding a party, inviting medical directors from reputable
hospitals in the city. As you know, the mayor’s family is very wealthy. They have businesses all over the city. Now, they are
eyeing potential hospitals to fund.”
“The hospital wanted me to be the
representative,” William added. “However, the event is a fancy dinner in those fancy
clothes, which your father no longer has the stamina to attend.”
“Please, I beg you to go in my place, Shanty. Doctor Hale has taken a week’s leave, and he can’t go either,” William added. “And
don’t worry, you won’t be alone.”
“You mean my bodyguards will be with me? ” She clarified.
“No, Shanty. Someone who has also been invited to the party,” William revealed, his eyes looking at the door.
When Shantelle turned around, he saw Keith Henderson, entering with a bouquet in his hands. He had that wide grin when he
greeted, “Shanty! I miss you. How have you been?”

“Keith?” Shantelle accepted the flowers, and Keith hugged her. She embraced back. “I forgot you were coming.”
“I came for the party and business, of
course,” Keith replied.
“The mayor will not allow uninvited guests to attend the event. Thus, bodyguards will be outside the convention center, waiting in
cars,” William said. “So, I figured you should go with Keith. He will look after you. You won’t be alone, and when it’s your turn to
talk about our hospital’s achievements, you are most knowledgeable since you practically read my daily work here at the office.”
William then received a call from the administration building. He excused himself. “I need to take care of something. You both
plan for the event. It’s this coming weekend. Lock the door behind you, Shanty.”
Seeing her father go, Shantelle glanced at Keith. Since their awkward talk about his feelings, she had reluctantly answered his
calls. She did a few times, out of respect. He also called concerning insurance coverage in which she had no choice but to take
the call.
She asked, “How are you?”
“Been keeping myself busy. I returned to Europe and finished my work. I met Karise a few times, by the way. She said she meant
to talk to you,” Keith said.
“I do need to speak to her, but I’ve been busy,” Shantelle replied. She sat on the chair and asked, “Have you and Evan patched
things up?”
“I don’t know if there will be any patching between us. We did not talk. He suggested he would come after me when we met at
Lucas’ school, but funny how he never did. Instead, he is avoiding me.” Keith admitted. “In fact, Wendell is not talking to me, and
Sean keeps shaking his head whenever he spends time with me. I think I’m officially off the boy’s
club.”
“I’m sorry to hear that. You and Evan had been friends for a long time. You will mend things eventually,” Shantelle suggested.
She glanced at the flowers and said, “Thank you for these. They are beautiful.”
“I always give you flowers. It shouldn’t make you uncomfortable,” Keith said,
seeing how different she was acting toward

him now.
Shantelle sighed. She replied, “I’m sorry. I don’t know how to act in front of you and not make you think that -”
“I won’t. I know my place,” Keith cut off her words, knowing exactly what she wanted to
say.
“Anyway, about the event. I’ll see you at the party,” Shantelle suggested.
“I can pick you up,” Keith offered.
“No, you don’t have to. Thank you, Keith, but I can go there on my own,” she insisted. “Besides, my guards will never let me off.”
“Oh, yeah, the guards, about that. Shanty, I’m sorry I wasn’t around to protect you, Keith said. “I was – I had things to take care
of.”
Keith meant to say that he did not have the
courage to face her after being rejected
again. He moped for several days, and he wound up spending time with Karise. She was a good person to talk to in the end. He
then suggested, “In any case, I knew Evan would not let anything happen to you.”
“You knew?” She asked back.
It took Keith some time to reply. He nodded, saying, “Yes, I knew he would protect you.”
“So, I’ll see you this Saturday, then?” Keith asked, changing the topic altogether. “And maybe, just to reduce the awkwardness in
my car, how about bringing only one bodyguard? Your guards won’t be able to
make it inside, anyway. The place will be full of government security personnel. It’s very
safe.”
“Um.” Shantelle thought about it.
“Come on, Shanty. I’ll be your knight in shining armor for the party. I will protect you,” Keith said with a wink.

“Okay. Okay, I’ll bring only one bodyguard,”
Shantelle conceded. “Besides, nothing has happened over the past few weeks. Maybe, it was something else, or maybe that
man only wanted my purse.”
***
Thursday came, and Shantelle received a call
from Evan while at work. He said to her,
Shanty, instead of arriving on Saturday, I will be landing on Sunday. I can stay there until Monday to be with Lucas. It’s a holiday,
after all. My client from Russia arrived
today, and I don’t think I’ll be finished with my business here on time.”
“Oh, I was hoping Lucas could spend the night with you, Evan. I have to attend a party,” Shantelle replied. “But that’s okay,
he should be fine with mom -”
“A party? What... sort of party?” Evan asked
on the other line. “Would you be... meeting other people there? Is it those kinds of parties where you need to dress up?”
“It’s a formal party I have to attend in place
of my father. The mayor is sponsoring it to see potential medical facilities to invest in,’ she explained.
“Oh, I see. Are you going alone?” Evan sought.
“Um. No, actually, Keith is taking me. He was also invited,” Shantelle plainly replied. ” Anyway, Evan. Thanks for telling me ahead
–
“You know what, I can make it on Saturday,
Evan replied. “I’ll be there.”
“Really?” Shantelle asked. “Are you sure?”

“Positive!” Evan claimed. “I can deal with
the client.”