All Chapters of His Doctor Bride: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Chapter One Hundred and Eighty TwoShe sat at her desk, the open file staring back at her with all those scribbled notes she’d been fighting to make sense of for the last hour. Her pen hovered over the page, not quite touching down, because her mind kept drifting no matter how hard she tried to lock it in place. She let out a small breath, half sigh, half frustration, and rubbed her eyes with the heel of her hand. The low buzz of voices and footsteps from the hallway outside should have been easy to tune out by now, but today it kept pulling at her attention, like little reminders that life was moving on without her in there.Her pen moved across the page in small, precise strokes, correcting a detail here, underlining something there. It was routine, the kind that usually kept her grounded.A soft knock came at the door.“Come in,” she said without looking up.The door opened, and one of the hospital messengers stepped in, holding a medium-sized parcel. His steps were careful, respe

Chapter One Hundred and Eighty FourThe door opened without a knock.It wasn’t how Aria usually entered a patient’s room. There was always a pause, a quiet warning before she stepped in, a kind of respect she never ignored no matter who was on the other side.But this time was different.The sound of the door pushing open was firm, sharp enough to draw attention immediately. Damien, who had been sitting up on the bed with his back slightly against the headboard, turned his head at once.Before he could even process her presence, a file landed on the table beside him with a hard, flat sound.Aria stood there.Her shoulders were straight, her jaw set, her eyes fixed on him in a way he had never seen before.Not calm.Not distant but angry.“Enough of all this, Damien.”Damien looked surprised. Questions ran through his head fast. Did she find out? What was happening? He looked at her with real fear in his eyes.His fingers tightened slightly against the sheet as he held her gaze, and fo

Chapter One Hundred and Eighty SixThe morning passed in a way that felt unusual, even to Damien.There was no awkwardness sitting on his shoulders when he stepped out of his room. No sharp edge in his thoughts, no restless pacing inside his chest. For once, everything felt… manageable. Not perfect, not completely quiet, but Consistent enough for him to move without fighting himself every second.He walked slowly down the hallway, one hand brushing lightly against the rail by the wall, more out of habit than need. A nurse greeted him as he passed, and he nodded back, not forcing it, not pretending. It came naturally, and that alone felt strange.He had been allowed short walks before, supervised, controlled. But today felt different. There was less restriction, less watching. Not because they trusted him completely, but because he had given them something to trust.He had been calmer.More cooperative.Less… difficult.And he knew it.Outside, the hospital garden was quiet in a way th

Chapter One Hundred and Eighty EightTwo months later The garden outside the hospital had been prepared for a small celebration, though Damien had not expected much. Dr. Kade and Dr. Lilian had insisted on a farewell gathering, something modest, something that marked the end of a long journey he had endured more than anyone could fully understand. As he stepped into the space, the nurses and a few other staff members greeted him with warm smiles, clapping quietly, not to overwhelm him, but to show genuine happiness. It was strange to feel that kind of attention without the weight of fear or resentment pressing down, strange to be acknowledged purely for who he had worked to become.He moved through the group, nodding and offering small words of thanks, trying not to let the moment sweep over him too quickly. Some of the nurses offered advice in hushed tones “Keep taking care of yourself,” one said, “Remember, slow and steady wins,” another added, smiling as she nudged him lightly. D

Chapter One Hundred and NinetyHe set down his fork and looked at his father, his voice low but steady. “I am handling the Greyson Group from tomorrow, Dad,” he said, the words carrying both authority and a strange tenderness.Dinner had begun quietly in the Greyson dining room, the soft clatter of silverware and the rich smell of roasted meat drifting around the table. Richard’s fork paused mid-air, and for a heartbeat, the world seemed to shrink to just the two of them. Pride, relief, and disbelief mixed on his face. He had watched his son struggle through years of turmoil, seen the anger, the pain, and the distance that had built between them. And now, here was Damien, calm, poised, ready to take the reins of the empire he had once shunned.Richard swallowed, his voice catching slightly before he managed to speak. “I… I am proud of you, son,” he said softly, eyes glistening with emotion. He could not hide the tremor in his chest, the overwhelming sense of admiration and love he f