Bianca's POVI took a deep breath as I entered the hospital, my white coat neatly pressed, and my stethoscope hanging around my neck. Today was a busy day, filled with back-to-back appointments with patients, but none as complex as Mr. Derek's case. As I made my way to Mr. Derek's room, I noticed my son Dion trailing behind me. He was a curious and adventurous young boy, always eager to explore new places, even if it was a hospital. I stopped on my track, trying to look out for the person I don't want to see him. Why does he want to follow me to Mr Derek's room in particular?."Mommy!" He called excitedly. I immediately pulled him to a side to stop his excitement. "Dion, sweetheart, remember, we need to be very quiet in here. People are not feeling well, and they need their rest," I reminded him."Can't I come with you quietly mom? I promise I'll be a good child!" He pleaded. I shook my head in disapproval though I felt a pang of guilt, "You can't follow me to this one sweetie. I h
Bianca's POVWalking into Mr. Derek's hospital room, I could feel the tension in the air. I was told Damon demanded for his father to be moved home to continue his treatment. I heard Mr Derek was also in line with it but I needed to confirm. Taking him home is not the problem, it's going to stress me a lot no matter how I think about it. "Good afternoon, Mr. Derek," I greeted him, trying to maintain a smiley face as I took a seat by his bedside. Damon is also in the room, it's good he is here. He looked at me with weary eyes, acknowledging my presence. "You are here doctor. Good afternoon to you too." "I am here to talk to you about something very important and I need your honest opinion on this." I answered, still hiding my disappointment. "What is it about Bianca? Are you going to talk about my treatment," he said, his tone a mix of curiosity and excitement. "Yes, I think it's crucial that we discuss the best approach for your care," I replied, choosing my words carefully. "Da
Bianca's POVI stormed to the director's office the next day when I got an unwanted news. Damon ended up getting approved to get his father treated at home. It's not like I am some kind of social worker. I should know about this. Why wouldn't they tell me anything before making the decision? I thought we already talked about this?I clearly disagreed with Damon, thinking about my patient's health. I knocked on the director's office and walked in without waiting for a reply. He happened to be in another meeting with one of the professors. "Doctor Bianca... What happened? You don't look so good." Director asked me like he doesn't know why I am burning hot right now. "Professor Calum, can I please speak to the director for a few minutes?" I politely asked the other person. He nodded, "Go ahead. I'll come back later." He stood up, "I'll give you some space director." "Thank you." I said while he walked out. Then I faced the director, moving close to his table. "Why has my patient bee
Damon's POV I sat in the hospital garden, trying to clear my mind from all the stress and frustration, I was surprised to see the little boy, Dion, approaching me once again."Hi!" he said cheerfully, his bright eyes and innocent smile warming my heart."Hey, Dion," I replied, returning his smile. "What are you doing here?""I come here often to see my mom," he said, looking around as if searching for her.I raised an eyebrow. "Your mom that works at the hospital?""Yeah, she's a doctor remember? I told you, how can you forget so fast?" Dion said proudly.I couldn't help but be curious. "Is she taking care of a lot of patients for you to be alone now?" I asked.Dion nodded enthusiastically. "Yes! She's been taking care of lots of patients. She's really nice. I'm not alone, I came to see you." I can't help but smile. I don't know why I like talking to this kid when I'm not really good with children. I wonder what mother is letting his son walk around like this. What if I was a bad pe
Bianca's POVI returned to my office, still reeling from the unexpected encounter with Damon, I tried to shake off the shock and focus on my work. But this is not something I can hide for forever, especially if I am going to continue seeing him everyday. "Damon is nice," Dion said, looking up at me with curious eyes. "Did you send him away mommy? I heard you yelling at him." I froze, my heart sinking at the innocent question. I don't know how to respond to Dion's words. The truth was, Damon is anything but nice to me, and I don't want my son to get involved in whatever complicated mess was going on between us."He's just someone I have known before and his father is my patient." I replied evasively, hoping to brush off the topic.Dion doesn't seem satisfied with my answer. "But is he my father?" he asked, his innocent eyes searching for the truth.I felt a lump in my throat as I looked at my son. He is so young. He doesn't deserve what is happening now. I didn't want him to be hurt
Bianca's POVFor the past few weeks, I have been treating Mr Derek at home. To be honest, it's not as bad as I thought it would be. The only downside is me going there everyday. Damon hasn't been seen since we met at my office because of my son. I don't know if he is avoiding me or not. Mr Derek said he went on a business trip, I am surprised he's not coming to check his father at all. I also have not seen Aileen, I wonder if she just disappeared. I arrived at Mr. Derek's house, ready to begin his treatment session. To my surprise, Damon was sitting there, looking as cold and distant as ever. I avoided making eye contact with him, not wanting to engage in any conversation."Hello, Bianca," he said, his voice cool and detached."Hi," I replied curtly, trying to focus on Mr. Derek instead.After finishing Mr. Derek's treatment, I stepped outside, hoping to find a moment of peace. But to my surprise, Damon was waiting there."Bianca," he said, his voice hesitant.I crossed my arms, tryi
Bianca's POV I waited for Damon in the cafe that I asked him to meet up yesterday. I have been here for at least twenty minutes. Is he kidding me? Does he think I have time to spare? I checked the time again. Why did I even trust him and come here? I should have known he wasn't going to come. "What a waste of time! I have patients to attend to and he just... I can't believe this." I seethed, mentally choking him. I even got a private space for us to talk. Just when I stood up to leave, I bumped into him. I got a jumpscare and I almost fell backwards. I expected him to let me fall, I did not think he would help me. His sturdy hands gripped my thin waste tightly. I immediately held on to him, our eyes meeting each other. In a split second, I could see time froze. I could hear my heart beat loud and clear. It's beating irregularly. Why is his face suddenly shining like this? Then he pulled me up, I let go of all those thoughts quicky. "W-what... What are you doing here?" I stammered
Damon's POV "What did you just say?" I questioned, not knowing how I managed to step inside. Bianca doesn't look shocked like I thought she would be. Instead, she gave me a glare to question me back. My father looks mad at me and I am trying to understand what is happening. "I don't think I was talking to you." She said harshly, then she turned to my father. "I think I've told you all you need to know about this. I need to go now. I'll check you tomorrow." She stood up and walked past me without saying goodbye properly. I followed her outside and managed to stop her before she got into the car. I slammed the car door shut and grabbed her hand. "Let me go! What do you want from me?" She fought, kicking me in the process. I don't even know why I am doing this too. I just want to know everything that happened. "I just want to talk to you. Please listen to me!" I pleaded with her for the first time. She scoffed, "What do you have to say to me?" "Dion is my son? He's really