All Chapters of His Doctor Bride: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Chapter Two Hundred and TwelveThey didn’t walk away immediately.That was the part that stayed with him.For a few seconds that felt longer than they should have, they just stood there, facing each other in the quiet corner of the conference hall. People moved in the background, voices blending into a low hum, footsteps passing by, conversations rising and falling around them, but none of it touched that moment.Aria didn’t look shocked. She didn’t look angry either.She just looked at him.Not the way she used to—there was no softness, no warmth waiting beneath the surface. But she didn’t look away. That alone said more than anything she could have said out loud.Damien held her gaze, steady, calm, but inside, there was something he couldn’t quite name. Not panic. Not fear. Something deeper than that. Something that made him stand still instead of trying to fix the moment like he would have done before.He didn’t rush to speak.He didn’t try to explain.For once, he didn’t try to ta

Chapter Two Hundred and FourteenAria didn’t rush her departure from Canada. There was no emotional farewell, no dramatic pause at the door, just the simple act of folding her clothes and placing them neatly back into her bag as if she was closing a chapter she hadn’t fully understood while living it. The hotel room stayed quiet around her, the kind of quiet that doesn’t demand attention but still manages to fill every corner.She checked the room twice, not because she forgot anything, but because her hands needed something to do. Her passport was already in her bag, her phone charged, everything arranged with the same discipline she always carried into her professional life. Still, she stayed a little longer than necessary, sitting at the edge of the bed for a few seconds before standing again.When she finally left, she paused in the hotel lobby. People moved around her, checking out, arriving, talking softly in different directions. No one noticed her stillness. Her fingers tighte

Chapter Two Hundred and SixteenDamien didn’t take long to make the decision, and once he did, everything else followed without hesitation.His room was quiet as he pulled a suitcase from the corner and placed it on the bed. He didn’t stand there thinking about what to pack or whether this was the right move. For once, his mind wasn’t crowded with doubts or second thoughts. It was clear, steady, almost unfamiliar in how certain it felt.He folded his clothes neatly, placing them one after the other with careful precision. Not rushed, not careless. Just focused. Every movement carried intention, even the smallest ones. A shirt adjusted properly. A jacket smoothed out before being laid down. His watch placed gently into the side compartment.There was no chaos in him.Just direction.The door opened quietly behind him, and Richard stepped in, his eyes taking in the scene without needing an explanation.“So, you’re really going,” he said, his tone calm but knowing.Damien didn’t stop wha

Chapter Two Hundred and EighteenA few days passed, and Minnesota settled into a rhythm that Damien did not try to disrupt.He didn’t call her.He didn’t show up at her door.He didn’t create a moment that would force her to face him.Instead, he chose something harder.He stayed back.Not out of fear. Not out of uncertainty. But because, for once, he understood that showing up the wrong way would only push her further away.So he learned her routine.Not in a way that crossed a line, but in the quiet, distant way of someone who simply paid attention. The hospital she worked at wasn’t hidden. Her schedule wasn’t something he needed to dig into. It was all there, in plain sight, if you knew where to look.And he did.Every evening, around the same time, she stepped out.Consistent.Calm.Unaware.The first time he saw her again after the conference hadn’t been enough. That brief moment, that look they shared—it stayed with him longer than he expected. Not because it was dramatic, but b

Chapter two hundred and twenty Aria didn’t avoid him.After that moment their eyes met across the waiting area, she finished what she had to do, moving from one task to another with the same steady rhythm she always carried. On the outside, nothing about her changed. She spoke to patients, gave instructions, signed off on files. Everything was done the way it always was.But somewhere beneath that calm, she was aware of him.Not distracted.Just… aware.Of where he sat.Of the fact that he hadn’t left.Of the quiet presence that didn’t try to interrupt her day, yet refused to disappear from it.When she was done, she closed the file in her hand and handed it over to the nurse beside her, giving a brief nod before turning toward the exit.She didn’t hesitate.Didn’t slow down.But she knew.He would be there.And he was.Damien stood up the moment she came into view, not in a rushed or dramatic way, just naturally, like someone who had already decided he wouldn’t remain seated when sh