All Chapters of His Doctor Bride: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Chapter One Hundred and Seventy Two(AT THE HOSPITAL)Within minutes, everything turned chaotic.They rushed him out, people moving quickly around him, voices overlapping, instructions flying from one direction to another. A stretcher appeared, and Damien was lifted onto it, his body still reacting in ways no one could control.Richard followed, barely keeping up, his eyes fixed on his son like if he looked away, something worse would happen.“Stay with me, Damien… stay with me,” he kept saying under his breath, though he wasn’t even sure if Damien could hear him.They pushed through the hospital doors, straight into emergency.The energy inside was different. Urgent. Controlled but tense.“Unconscious male, severe neurological symptoms, possible seizure activity ” one of the nurses reported quickly as they transferred him onto a bed.“Pulse?” a doctor asked.“Unstable.”“Blood pressure dropping.”“Get me a monitor now.”Machines were pulled closer. Wires were attached. Someone adjus

Chapter One Hundred and Seventy FourRichard stepped into the ICU quietly, the door closing behind him with a soft click. The smell of antiseptic hit him immediately, familiar but never comforting. His eyes went straight to the bed.Damien was lying there, eyes half open, staring at nothing in particular. He looked drained, like whatever had just happened had taken more from him than usual. His face had lost its usual tension, replaced by something calmer, but not in a good way. It was the kind of calm that made Richard uneasy.“Damien,” Richard called, moving closer to the bed. His voice was careful, like he was afraid of triggering something again. “Can you hear me?”Damien didn’t respond. His gaze didn’t shift. It was like Richard wasn’t even there.Richard pulled a chair closer and sat down beside him, leaning forward slightly. “What happened this time?” he asked, softer now. “You were fine earlier. You didn’t show any signs.”Still nothing.Richard let out a slow breath, running

Chapter one hundred and Seventy six Before she left that night, Aria found herself pausing outside his room longer than she had planned.She hadn’t meant to stop.It just… happened.Her hand rested lightly against the doorframe as she leaned just enough to look inside.Damien was already asleep.Or at least, he looked like he was.One arm rested across his chest, the other slightly hanging off the side of the bed. His face looked calmer than it had earlier in the day, the tightness around his jaw gone, the tension in his brows eased. For once, he didn’t look like someone constantly fighting something inside his own head.He just looked… tired.Human.For a brief second, something in her softened before she could stop it.Her eyes stayed on him longer than necessary, taking in the quiet she knew didn’t come easily to him. She noticed the way the blanket was slightly pushed aside, like he had turned in his sleep. The glass of water on the bedside table remained untouched.She almost st

Chapter one hundred and seventy Eight Richard lingered just outside the door, tray in hand, accompanied by the Greysons’ personal chef. The sight inside Damien’s ward caught him off guard, though he tried not to let it show. Aria moved around Damien with a calm efficiency that only deepened the memory of the first time he had noticed her. Not for her looks, not for her poise though those were undeniable but for the way she commanded attention without demanding it. Back then, it had been for Damien.The chef was ready to enter, holding the carefully plated meal, but Richard raised his hand slightly, signaling her to wait. He didn’t need to explain. There was a fragile stillness here, a line that could not be crossed. Watching Aria’s hands adjust the blanket over Damien’s chest, the tilt of her head as she checked his vitals, Richard realized how much responsibility she carried not just as his son’s doctor, but as the anchor keeping him from tearing himself apart.Inside the room A

Chapter one hundred and Eighty Aria walked toward Damien’s ward with two doctors beside her. Dr. Kade and Dr. Lillian kept pace and listened while she gave them the latest notes. She kept her voice steady and her face calm. She had already decided this was how it would be from now on. She would hand the case over and step back. She would do her job and nothing more.They reached the door and Aria pushed it open. She stepped inside first and the two doctors followed. Damien sat up in bed with his back against the headboard. One arm rested on the blanket. He looked calm. Too calm. His eyes lifted the moment they walked in and they stayed on Aria.“Good morning, Mr. Greyson,” she said, her voice even, professional. “It’s good to see you’re doing better.”Damien gave a small nod, his expression unreadable, almost detached, like a child acknowledging an adult without question. He didn’t speak.His eyes didn’t leave her.Aria didn’t react to that.She continued as if it meant nothing.“T