All Chapters of Black Card: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

“The eldest son?” Belle repeated, her curiosity immediately piqued. Ethan smiled warmly and continued stroking her hair. “Yes,” he said. “My older brother. He hated being placed on a pedestal simply because he was a DelValle.” Belle nodded thoughtfully. “So that’s why he isn’t with you managing the company?” “Exactly.” A faint, amused smile curved Ethan’s lips. “He was the family rebel—the black sheep who seemed to exist solely to cause trouble. He wanted nothing to do with the DelValle name or the fortune attached to it.” Ethan’s eyes grew distant as he recalled the past. “He used to tell us that he would build his own empire with his own hands and never depend on our family’s wealth.” Belle listened intently, completely absorbed in the story. “When Pete and I returned from the United States,” Ethan continued, “my brother unexpectedly became my shadow.” He chuckled softly. “Not openly, of course. He always preferred to remain a mystery. He would appear out of nowhere at

"The doctors said I'm healthy now," Belle murmured against the damp skin of Ethan's neck, her voice a soft vibration as warm water cascaded over them in the steamy shower. Her lips found his pulse point, a gentle, experimental suck that sent a visible tremor through his body. Ethan stilled, a sharp breath catching in his throat. "Belle… what are you doing?" he whispered, his voice already rough. Goosebumps erupted across his skin, a stark contrast to the heat of the water and the warmth of her mouth. Emboldened, Belle continued her exploration. Her lips, soft and pink, traced a path along his neck, alternating between tender sucks and the light, teasing flick of her tongue. Her hands joined the symphony, roaming over the hard planes of his body with a newfound confidence. They swept over the defined ridges of his abdomen, up the solid expanse of his chest, and back down again, learning the map of his strength. A deep, guttural groan tore from Ethan’s throat when her fingers dr

“Miss Belle, would you like to grab some snacks?” Belle looked up from the patient charts spread across the table, startled when she saw Dr. Stan standing near her. She hadn’t even heard the door of the doctors’ lounge open. The room had been quiet moments ago, leaving her completely alone while reviewing case files. “I’m fine, Dr. Stan,” Belle replied politely with a small smile. “I’ll just wait for Phil and Shine later.” Instead of leaving, the young doctor remained standing beside her, his gaze lingering far too long for comfort. “Do you have a boyfriend, Miss Belle?” Belle blinked in surprise at the sudden personal question. Before she could even answer, Dr. Stan’s hand started to lift as though he intended to touch her face— A loud thud suddenly echoed outside the lounge. Both of them flinched. Dr. Stan immediately turned and strode toward the door, opening it with a frown. However, the hallway outside was completely empty. Meanwhile, Belle hurriedly gathered the patien

Just like what Mel and Sam had warned Belle about, her life quickly turned into a living hell under Dr. Holly’s supervision—especially for her. Dr. Holly was their consultant, while Dr. Stan served as the resident doctor for the next two weeks, much to the disappointment of Belle, Shine, and Phil. “Miss Belle, empty the patient’s urine bag,” Dr. Holly sharply ordered during their rounds with the three interns. Sam immediately glanced at Belle in concern, but Belle silently obeyed to avoid causing any unnecessary trouble. She carefully emptied the urine bag, mentally noting the exact amount before disposing of it in the toilet. When she returned with the clean measuring cup, she placed it neatly beside the bag she had taken earlier. “How many milliliters was the urine, Miss Belle?” Dr. Holly suddenly asked. “Ninety milliliters, Doctor, collected over one hour and fifteen minutes,” Belle answered calmly. Dr. Holly stared at her for a long moment before jotting something down on th

“Hickey girl” quickly became a famous nickname among the hospital staff, and almost everyone grew curious about the intern who was apparently bold enough to show up at work with a visible love mark. Belle often overheard the hushed conversations and gossip surrounding her, but eventually, she learned to stop caring. After all, none of those rumors would affect her internship. What truly worried her were Dr. Holly and Dr. Stan, who never missed an opportunity to harass her whenever they could. Meanwhile, Ethan remained completely unaware of everything happening inside the hospital because Belle refused to tell him anything. She still vividly remembered their conversation during breakfast that morning. “How’s your internship going, Belle?” Ethan had asked while casually sipping his coffee. Belle froze for a moment before forcing herself to swallow her nervousness. “Ahm... it’s fine,” she answered with a sweet smile. “Hospital work is difficult, but I’m slowly getting used to it