บททั้งหมดของ Twisted Love: Falling For Mr Doctor: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 6

—Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio, US— "Did you cheat on me?" I looked up with tears streaming down my face when I heard the sound of the bedroom door opening at 2 a.m. The dark room around us was the first thing that greeted my husband—Alban Scott, the high-profile lawyer whose name was praised all over town. My heart trembled whenever I thought of his name, even if only in my mind. While others saw his name as a blessing, to me, it felt like the worst curse I'd ever received. "Didn't I tell you I don't like this room being dark? Are you really deaf that you still do it?" Rather than answering my first question, he chose to grumble and walked over to the switch to turn on all the lights. I scoffed when I heard his footsteps getting closer. I knew Alban didn’t like the dark, but he wouldn’t like what he saw when the lights were turned on either. "Are you out of your mind?!" His voice shouted as soon as the lights came on. I wiped my tears—allowing myself to fully look at the bast

║Chicago, Illinois, US║“Annalise Gracelyn Scott. 29 years old. Born in Ohio with blood type O. No records of serious illness, and the last medical treatment was three months ago. Is there anything important I missed from your medical history?”I blinked for a moment—looking at the man in front of me as he listed off my medical records and identity aloud as if nothing had happened between us.Well, technically, nothing ‘should’ have happened between us."That’s all," I said.“Alright then. Maybe we can start with hearing your complaints before we proceed with the examination, Mrs. Scott?”The man, wearing glasses perched on his nose, looked up to face me as I sat across from him.Okay, I had to admit—this man really did look like a doctor interrogating his patient.He looked… completely different from the man from last night.And maybe I should do the same—forget what happened last night, like two adults who had a one-night stand.“Miss Keaton would be better, I think.”“Oh?”He furrow

║Chicago, Illinois, US║Today is my first day working with Maisie. We spent most of the time discussing the menu at the café. I also took her shopping for some things and made some cake samples for her to taste so she could quickly decide which items she wanted to serve in the café.“Not many people believe this café will work under my management—except for my fiancé. Everyone who knows me knows how much of a mess I can be when I'm responsible for something. I like to live freely, and this idea suddenly came up while I was preparing for my wedding. So, here I am now.” Maisie shrugged.“I like to live freely.” I repeated that sentence in my heart—again and again.It feels unfair knowing that someone can live their life freely—do whatever comes to their mind, and make their own decisions—while I always have to live according to the decisions of those who have power over me.“You’re getting married?” I looked up while flashing a brief smile.“Yes. I’m getting married in two weeks. It’s