All Chapters of Doctor, Please Be My Wife Again: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

(Caren's POV)I stood there for a second, staring at Andrea's back in disbelief.Unbelievable.He had ignored every warning I gave him. Did he have a death wish or something?Abel picked up the shopping bags and motioned for us to go inside. I took a deep breath and followed them in."Abel and I prepared several dishes," my dad said warmly to Andrea. "I'm not sure which one is your favorite, but I'm sure you'll enjoy at least one of them."He pushed a few dishes toward Andrea.I stared at him in disbelief.Wasn't he here to see me? Why was he suddenly more interested in making Andrea comfortable than taking care of me?"What about me, Dad?" I asked."Of course I made your favorite, princess," he replied with a smile. "I could never forget that."He served the food onto an empty plate and placed it in front of me.The moment the aroma reached my nose, my stomach growled. Loud enough for everyone to hear."I'm guessing your stomach can't wait any longer," Abel teased.I let out an awkwa

(Caren's POV)Andrea's brows furrowed as he gestured in confusion, clearly wondering how it was the same. Did he really not know, or was he only pretending not to?Whether he was wearing a towel or not, it practically felt the same to me.The way my body had reacted the moment I saw him standing there made that obvious.Seeing him in nothing but a towel had affected me just as much as it would have if he hadn't been wearing anything at all. And I was almost certain he wasn't wearing anything underneath it. One wrong move, and everything would be exposed.My throat suddenly went dry as the image of his large manhood flashed across my mind.I quickly shook my head, forcing that crazy thought away. I didn't want to think about it, or about how much I had wanted him again."You... you should go... shower now," I stammered awkwardly as I turned toward the dresser.From the mirror, I saw Andrea's lips curl into a smile, as if he understood exactly what had been going through my mind.But h

(Caren's POV)I didn't know how long we stayed like that, wrapped in each other's arms, until Andrea slowly pulled away.His hands trembled slightly as he gently cupped my face."I'm so sorry, Caren," he said quietly.I blinked at him, confused about why he was suddenly apologizing.Before I could ask, he continued."I'm sorry for all the pain I put you through," he said. "I was stupid for not ending the bet sooner... the moment I realized I had fallen in love with you."My heart thundered heavily in my chest, and my legs froze in place."That morning, after I left your house, I called off the bet," he continued softly. "I told them I had lost... that you refused to let me in."My breath caught, my fingers instinctively tightened around his arms.But... he had won the bet. I had shamelessly thrown myself into his arms that morning.So why would he lie to his friends just to protect me? Wasn't his pride the most important thing to him?"Why?" I asked, my voice coming out much softer th

(Aliana's POV)"Whatever it means, it doesn't matter. I'm not going to waste my time thinking about it," he said.Just like that?He was going to treat it as though it was nothing?Maybe it really was nothing. But I couldn't afford to take any chances.The look on Delvin's face after the phone call told me it had affected him, even if only a little.Hadn't Simon bullied him when they were younger?Maybe he was trying to do the same thing again... trying to intimidate him into giving up the company.I would never let that happen."Maybe we should call the police," I said, my voice trembling slightly as I reached for my phone.But before I could make the call, Delvin gently held my hand, stopping me."No, honey. Not yet," he said calmly.I furrowed my brows, wondering why he was stopping me from calling the police."I need to know what he's planning. I need more evidence against him," he said."More evidence?" I repeated."So this isn't the first time?" I asked in surprise.Delvin's lip

(Fabian's POV)I adjusted the cuff of my suit one last time before looking at myself in the mirror.It had been weeks since I last dressed for work.The doctor had finally cleared me to return to the hospital. My arm had healed well enough, and according to him, I was fit to resume my duties.I had almost forgotten what it felt like to wear a proper suit instead of casual clothes every day.My hair had been neatly combed and styled, my tie sat perfectly around my neck, and everything looked exactly the way it used to before the accident.For the first time in weeks, I looked like Director Fabian again.I picked up my briefcase and stepped out of my room.Almost immediately, my eyes drifted toward Vivian's bedroom door.My footsteps stopped on their own."Is she still sleeping?" I murmured to myself.For some strange reason, I wanted to see her before leaving for work.Today would be a long day.I hadn't been at the hospital for weeks, and I already knew countless files would be waitin