As I was leaving the exam room, I saw Vincent and his new girlfriend, Cameron Portman, waiting at the entrance.
My grip on my bag tightened involuntarily.
I thought, "So, Cameron is pregnant while we're still married?"
Cameron immediately hid behind Vincent as soon as she saw me, as if one more step from me would mean her doom.
Vincent's eyes turned cold. He was probably thinking I was stalking them.
"What are you doing here?"
Before I could answer, he added, "Mia, let's part on good terms. Cameron's health is delicate, and your presence could easily scare her."
Hearing that confirmed my suspicion.
"Look, I was here first. And this is a gynecology office—your little girlfriend isn't pregnant, is she? Vincent, don't forget we're still married."
I turned to leave, but someone called my name from behind.
I turned to see a strikingly handsome man in a white coat walking straight toward me, ignoring Vincent's icy stare.
Vincent asked, "Who is he? How did you meet?"
Charles Xavier approached me and asked about my recovery.
I smiled and said, "Thanks to you, Dr. Xavier, I'm almost walking normally now."
Vincent suddenly moved in front of me, gripping my shoulders.