All Chapters of Falling For My Husband's Doctor: Chapter 41 - Chapter 48

The police station smelled faintly of coffee, paper, and something old.Daniel had never noticed that smell before.Then again, he had never come here for something like this.The lobby was quiet, only a few people scattered around. A young officer sat behind the front desk typing into a computer while an older man in uniform flipped through paperwork nearby.The moment Daniel and Lydia stepped inside, the officer behind the desk looked up.“Good morning,” he said politely. “How can I help you?”Daniel stepped forward immediately.“My wife is missing.”The words sounded strange out loud.Heavy.Real.The officer’s posture shifted slightly. Not alarmed yet, but attentive.“How long has she been missing?” he asked.Daniel hesitated.“Since yesterday evening.”The officer glanced briefly at a small clock on the wall.“That would be… less than twenty-four hours.”Lydia stepped closer to Daniel.“She left work at six yesterday and hasn’t come home,” she added quickly. “She hasn’t answered

Adrian smiled as he slipped Eva's phone into his pocket.It was a small, satisfied smile.Controlled.Calculated.The kind that came not from joy—but from precision.Everything had gone exactly as planned.He stood at the foot of the staircase for a moment, replaying the message he had just sent.I’m still in love with Adrian.The irony of it almost amused him.Not because it was true.But because, eventually… it would be.He adjusted his grip on the breakfast tray in his hand—toast, eggs, a glass of juice, carefully prepared—and began climbing the stairs at an unhurried pace.Each step echoed softly in the quiet house.The place was remote.Isolated.Exactly the way he wanted it.No neighbors close enough to hear anything.No familiar faces.No interruptions.Just silence.And her.When he reached the top of the stairs, the hallway stretched ahead, dimly lit by narrow windows that let in thin strips of morning light. The air up here always felt cooler.Still.Like time moved differen

Morning didn’t come gently.It crept in.Slow.Unforgiving.The pale light slipped through the curtains in thin streaks, stretching across the room like quiet witnesses to everything that had happened the night before.Daniel stirred first.Not fully awake.Just… aware.There was warmth.Softness.A weight against him that didn’t belong to memory—but to something real.Something present.His brow furrowed slightly as his senses slowly returned.The faint scent of perfume.The quiet rhythm of breathing that wasn’t his own.And then—Reality hit.His eyes opened.And everything came rushing back.Fragments at first.A kiss.Urgent.Desperate.Then more—Hands.Skin.Breathless whispers.The way restraint had shattered so completely it hadn’t even tried to hold.Daniel went completely still.

The patrol car moved steadily through the late morning traffic, the city stretching out around it in a blur of movement and noise.Inside, however, the atmosphere was quiet.Not relaxed.Not casual.But thoughtful.Observant.Officer David kept his eyes on the road, one hand resting lightly on the steering wheel while the other tapped faintly against it—a habit he had whenever something didn’t sit right with him.Beside him, Officer Kareem leaned back in his seat, arms crossed, staring out the window.For a long moment, neither of them spoke.Then—“That didn’t feel right,” Kareem said finally.David let out a quiet breath.“No,” he agreed. “It didn’t.”Another pause.Kareem turned his head slightly, glancing at his partner.“You noticed it too?”David gave a small nod.“Everything.&