Все главы My Ex Is the Gynecologist: Глава 1 - Глава 10

I didn't expect to run into my ex when I was at my absolute lowest. When I was in the lobby earlier, I saw my attending physician's name on the screen—Patrick Hayes. And for a moment, my mind completely shut down. No way… This couldn't be happening. Still, I tried to reassure myself. In a city this big, it wasn't unusual to run into a doctor with the same name. But the moment we locked eyes in the exam room, my heart sank.Neat and unassuming, Patrick wore a white coat that made patients trust him instantly. He was the head of OB-GYN at one of the city's top hospitals. So, who else could he be but my ex?"Valerie Carter, right? What seems to be the problem?" he asked in a businesslike tone, his slender fingers curling around a pen. Perfect. We had been broken up for barely two months, and he could already act like he didn't know me. He was truly ruthless.Granted, what I had said when we broke up had been way crueler than anything he was doing now. My exact words had been,

But I was totally captivated by Patrick. So, I shamelessly went back to the bar to corner him. Though I claimed I was there to apologize, I couldn't help tugging at his sleeve and eyeing his chest.After showing up ten days in a row, Patrick finally snapped. He pinned me in a corner and asked, "Valerie, are you here to apologize or just to get handsy?"I let out a chuckle in response. Later, he laid down his conditions. "If you want to be with me, you can't hire male escorts anymore. And no more checking out other guys. Can you handle that?" "Of course! From now on, my heart is all yours," I had sworn. In truth, the first time I met him was also the first time I'd ever tried hiring a male escort. I was only doing it for the thrill. It was something new to me, after all.However, I ran into Patrick by sheer chance. He was my dream guy, and from that moment on, no one else caught my attention. I was the one who spat the harsh words during our breakup, but it was he who initiat

"Is that so?" Patrick's eyes held almost no warmth. Then, he suddenly leaned in, his white coat brushing against me as he whispered, "We didn't exactly finish what we started that night, didn't we?"The warmth of his breath brushed against my ear, and my heart pounded. He was close enough to be flirting. Was he actually thinking of doing it here?Countless explicit images flashed through my mind. At last, our eyes met. But the difference was stark. Mine were full of flustered yearning, while his were as cold as ice.Right then, the monitor emitted a long tone. Patrick turned away, glanced at the scan, and raised an eyebrow before asking, "So this is the baby you were talking about?""Why? Is something wrong?" I asked, already feeling guilty."Your 'baby' is a mix of food debris?"Patrick tore the first page from my chart, rose to his feet, and began writing the real medical notes. "Be honest. How much junk food have you had lately?""Not that much. I just had junk food whene

I couldn't help shouting, "Patrick Hayes, you jerk! I came here to take care of you, and this is how you treat me? You even went out of your way to get close to Dr. Gray. You were trying to make me jealous, weren't you?"Patrick froze mid-motion. After a moment's thought, he asked, "Who's Dr. Gray? A friend of yours?"I couldn't believe how drunk he was. Since fate had handed me this chance, I might as well try to draw some truth out of him. After all, he had walked right into my trap.I turned, trying to avoid him. "Here's the deal, Patrick. I'll ask, and you'll answer. If I like your answer, I'll kiss you."He hesitated for a few seconds before nodding in a daze.Perfect. He had taken the bait. "Do you like me?" I asked.It was the most important question. His distant behavior today had left me unsure of how he really felt.But drunk Patrick answered easily. It was as if I had asked a ridiculous question. A cold smirk tugged at his lips as he said, "Do I even need to answer?

I grabbed the man's camera, and as I suspected, it was full of photos he had taken of me in secret. To my knowledge, I hadn't done anything to offend someone like him. "Did you take these photos to make Patrick break up with me? Who put you up to this?" I asked in confusion.His lips curled into a cold smile as he said, "There are a lot of things you don't know. The camera holds plenty of evidence. Go see for yourself."I opened the camera and found countless photos of me. The first few were from today, at the club I was at. As I scrolled back, Patrick began appearing in the pictures. I clicked on a familiar date. It was my birthday, and we had planned to see a movie, then have a nice dinner. But right when it was time to enter the cinema, Patrick called. "Valerie, I have a patient in critical condition. I can't leave right now."I ended up spending my birthday alone. It was by far the worst birthday of my life, and for a long time afterward, I ignored Patrick completely.Yet