Alle Kapitel von Doctor, Please Be My Wife Again: Kapitel 11 – Kapitel 20

(Delvin’s POV) “Thank you so much, Delvin, for staying by my side and taking care of me,” Belicia said warmly. She was sitting next to me in the backseat as we prepared to head home. We had been at the hospital since yesterday. After stitching her wound, the doctor had already said she could go home, but I didn’t want to take any chances, especially since Belicia kept saying she was still in pain. So I decided she should stay the night for observation. Today, after examining her again, the doctor finally assured us that everything was fine and that she could leave. Thank goodness her injury wasn’t too serious. Aliana had missed a major artery in her wrist. Otherwise, it could have been much worse. Speaking of Aliana, my chest tightened. I was really disappointed in her for trying to hurt Belicia, but even more disappointed that she was still insisting on the divorce. I checked my phone again, probably for the millionth time since yesterday. I didn’t even know what I was expecti

(Aliana's POV) For two long, terrifying months, I stayed indoors, nursing my heartbreak, my pain, and my shame in silence. I cried. I groaned. I prayed to whatever supreme being people worshiped... if there was even such a being... to take away the heaviness in my chest. But it felt like every prayer fell on deaf ears. Then I realized something. The pain probably wouldn’t go away. It was probably one of those scars people carried… the kind they lived with for the rest of their lives. So I told myself I wasn’t going to keep falling apart. If others could live with their scars and still go on with their lives like nothing had happened, then why couldn’t I do the same? That morning, I got out of bed. I took a long shower and combed my hair... I couldn’t even remember the last time I had done that. I even ate breakfast. The breakfast my dad used to make every morning, hoping I would eat it, but I never did. But this morning, I ate everything and left no crumbs behind. Then I jumpe

(Aliana's POV)The rest of the day passed like smoke, and soon I was finally ready to go home. Tomorrow my real shift would begin. The HR manager had asked when I wanted to start, and I said immediately. Because why not? Maybe working was all the healing I needed.I walked toward the exit, and I could feel every eye on me, burning into my back. Some stared with admiration, others with curiosity. At that moment, I realized I might never get used to people looking at me like this.“It’s just your first day here, and you’re already famous. That’s impressive,” someone said as she stepped beside me, her hands in her pockets.It was Caren, the intern from earlier whose supervisor was Dr. Osbourne. She had her handbag with her, ready to leave. Maybe her shift had ended too.I sighed as I glanced at the workers around us. They were still staring at me, but whenever I looked in their direction, they quickly avoided my eyes.“That’s not exactly the kind of popularity I was hoping for.”“At leas

(Aliana's POV)...... ONE YEAR LATER....The sound of the ambulance siren pierced the air, followed by the emergency team running toward it with fast, urgent steps.Someone was having an emergency.“Move out of the way!” someone shouted, his voice tight and urgent.“Out of the way now!” another voice added.I swallowed hard as I watched them move.The ambulance doors swung open, and the paramedics quickly pulled out a stretcher. A patient lay on it, surrounded by oxygen tubes and medical wires.“BP dropping!” one of the paramedics called out.The team rushed forward immediately, pushing the stretcher through the entrance with urgency.Some nurses moved around them quickly, their voices overlapping with instructions as they hurried the patient toward the emergency ward.For a moment, I stood there, watching the chaos unfold, my heart beating faster. Maybe the patient was involved in an accident."Hey..." A soft voice called behind me, drawing my attention away from the scene.A warm sm

(Aliana's POV)*Knock knock.*A soft knock jolted me awake. I forced my eyes open even though they still felt heavy with sleep.My head hurt and my back ached. I hadn’t had any proper rest, not after the surgery that lasted for hours, and not after the panic that rose in my chest when we faced complications during the operation.I yawned repeatedly from exhaustion as the door slowly opened.“Good morning, Doctor Hale,” the ward assistant greeted as she gently placed a cup of coffee on the table, with a small note tucked under it.She didn’t need to tell me who had sent them. It was from Director Fabian. It had almost become a routine. Whenever I worked overnight, he always sent coffee to me the next morning.“Thank you,” I said softly.The assistant bowed slightly and walked out of the room.I picked up the coffee, a warm smile spreading across my face as I read the note.>>> “Congratulations on yet another successful surgery, Aliana! Drink this coffee and regain your strength. I am s