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Nineteen: The Guilt Returns

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Eva drove home with her hands trembling on the wheel, the streetlights smearing into streaks of gold through the film of sweat and exhaustion glazing her eyes. Her body still ached with the memory of Adrian—his mouth, his hands, his heat, his voice whispering I love you against her skin.

And she had said it back.

The guilt hit her in slow, nauseating waves.

By the time she parked in front of the house, her legs were barely steady enough to carry her up the porch steps.

She pushed the door open.

Daniel was on the couch, half-asleep with the TV humming quietly in the background. He lifted his head at the sound.

“There you are,” he said, voice groggy. “I was getting worried.”

Eva froze.

He looked at her with soft eyes—tired, hopeful. The same eyes of the man she married. The man she once loved enough to move mountains for.

And she had been in another man’s bed.

Her pulse hammered painfully.

“I’m—sorry,” she managed. “I… went for a drive.”

“At night?” He frowned gently. “You hate driving
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  • Falling For My Husband's Doctor   Nineteen: The Guilt Returns

    Eva drove home with her hands trembling on the wheel, the streetlights smearing into streaks of gold through the film of sweat and exhaustion glazing her eyes. Her body still ached with the memory of Adrian—his mouth, his hands, his heat, his voice whispering I love you against her skin.And she had said it back.The guilt hit her in slow, nauseating waves.By the time she parked in front of the house, her legs were barely steady enough to carry her up the porch steps.She pushed the door open.Daniel was on the couch, half-asleep with the TV humming quietly in the background. He lifted his head at the sound.“There you are,” he said, voice groggy. “I was getting worried.”Eva froze.He looked at her with soft eyes—tired, hopeful. The same eyes of the man she married. The man she once loved enough to move mountains for.And she had been in another man’s bed.Her pulse hammered painfully.“I’m—sorry,” she managed. “I… went for a drive.”“At night?” He frowned gently. “You hate driving

  • Falling For My Husband's Doctor   Eighteen: Breaking Point

    Eva's resolve cracked in a single heartbeat.She tried—God, she tried—to push him away, but her hands fisted in his shirt instead, pulling him closer, needing something she couldn’t name.He lifted her effortlessly onto the counter, his hands sliding to her hips as his mouth devoured every protest she failed to voice.“Eva,” he whispered against her lips, “I told you. You belong here.”“Adrian…” she whispered, already trembling. “Please don’t—”“Don’t what?” he breathed, kissing the hollow of her throat. “Don’t remind you how much you want me?”She gasped, fingers clutching his shoulders.He kissed her again — softer this time, but deeper, drawing a sound from her she tried to swallow.“This isn’t fair,” she whispered brokenly.He lifted her face. “I’m not trying to be fair. I’m trying to keep what’s mine.”Her breath shook.“Adrian…” she gasped.He swallowed her name like a promise.She was supposed to end things.She was supposed to be strong.She was supposed to remember Daniel.Bu

  • Falling For My Husband's Doctor   Seventeen: Blurred Lines

    Eva stood outside Adrian’s apartment door for nearly a full minute, her hand frozen above the handle, her breath shallow with dread. She had told herself she wouldn’t come. She had rehearsed a dozen speeches — firm, final, reasonable.We have to stop.Daniel is back.Whatever we had can’t continue.But the moment Daniel had fallen asleep and his quiet, trusting breathing filled the bedroom, guilt had slithered up her spine like a phantom. The truth pressed against her ribs until she could barely breathe.She needed to end this.She needed to walk away.But here she was anyway.Because Adrian had said tonight, and something in his voice had told her he meant it.Her fingers trembled as she finally knocked.The door opened almost instantly, like he’d been standing right behind it in a black T-shirt, hair slightly tousled, eyes sharp and unreadable. The apartment behind him was dimly lit, warm, quiet — far too intimate.Adrian stepped aside silently, his eyes never leaving hers.“Come in

  • Falling For My Husband's Doctor   Sixteen: Possessive Hands, Hidden Threats

    The next day, Eva had spent the entire morning trying to keep her nerves from fraying. Daniel was stronger today — showered, dressed, even trying to make his own breakfast despite her protests. His recovery was almost unreal, a rapid bloom of strength that made the doctors ecstatic.Except one.Adrian.She hadn’t seen or heard from him al day — a silence that felt too intentional to be comforting. But his last message from last night still clung to her mind like cold fingers:“If you won’t talk, I’ll come to you.”She tried to ignore it, tried to shove it into the darkest corner of her thoughts.Until the doorbell rang.A sharp, insistent chime that made her spine go rigid.Daniel looked up from the couch. “Expecting someone?”“No,” Eva whispered, already feeling her pulse spike.She walked slowly toward the door — part of her praying it was a neighbor, a delivery, anyone else. But her hand trembled on the lock.When she opened the door, her breath caught.Adrian stood on the doorstep

  • Falling For My Husband's Doctor   Fifteen: The Shift

    The world had changed again — and this time, it was spinning faster than Eva could keep up.Days had passed since Daniel woke, and every one of them felt like walking through a dream she was terrified to wake from. The hospital room that once echoed with the soft hum of machines now carried laughter, cautious conversation, and the sound of life returning.Daniel’s recovery had stunned everyone — the nurses, the specialists, even the head neurologist.But most of all, it had stunned Adrian.He stood at the edge of the ward most mornings, white coat crisp, face unreadable. His notes were precise, his tone professional, but Eva saw the cracks — the way his gaze lingered too long on her, the subtle tension in his jaw when Daniel smiled.It was as though Daniel’s survival was an affront to him.And perhaps, in some ways, it was.Daniel’s condition improved faster than anyone anticipated. His speech sharpened, his movements regained strength, and though the doctors urged caution, he was det

  • Falling For My Husband's Doctor   Fourteen: The Miracle

    The next morning came, and for a moment, Eva forgot everything — the guilt, the secrets, the weight of last night.She blinked at the ceiling, the faint sound of rain still echoing in her memory. Adrian’s arm was draped around her waist, heavy and possessive, his breath warm against the back of her neck. It should have felt comforting. It didn’t.Her body still ached from the night before, and yet her mind felt more awake than ever. She could feel her pulse where his fingers rested against her skin, steady and certain — as though he was anchoring her to him, refusing to let go.“Good morning,” Adrian’s voice murmured against her hair.Eva turned slightly, forcing a small smile. “Morning.”He brushed his lips across her shoulder. “You didn’t sleep much.”“I tried,” she whispered. “My mind wouldn’t stop.”Adrian propped himself up on one elbow, studying her face. “You’re still thinking about it, aren’t you?”She didn’t have to ask what he meant.“Yes,” she admitted softly. “It feels so…

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