All Chapters of The Doctor’s Voluptuous Patient : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Chapter 81
“The Dead Twin Record”
(Damien POV) I knew I shouldn’t be here. The old hospital archive room was in the basement of the original building, long abandoned after the new wing was constructed. The air was thick with dust and the faint smell of old paper. The only light came from my phone flashlight and the weak emergency bulbs flickering overhead. Every step I took echoed too loudly in the silence. I had slipped in through a service entrance I remembered from years ago. Back then, I thought digging into records would give me answers about my place in the Black family. Tonight, I was hoping it would give me proof. I moved between the tall metal shelves, my heart beating fast. I kept searching until I found the section labeled “Maternity – Confidential.” My hands were shaking as I pulled open a drawer. I scanned through the folders quickly, my flashlight beam cutting through the darkness. Then I saw it. A thick, sealed envelope with a red stamp that read:
MULTIPLE PREGNA

Chapter 84 I was still sitting on the couch, staring at my cold cup of tea, when I heard the knock on the door. My heart jumped a little. I wasn’t expecting anyone. Jasmine had already gone home, and I had been alone with my thoughts for hours. I stood up slowly and walked to the door, my legs still feeling heavy from everything that had happened. When I opened it, Damien was standing there. He looked tired, like he hadn’t slept much either. His shoulders were tense, and there was a seriousness in his eyes that made me step aside without asking questions. “Come in,” I said quietly. He walked into the living room and sat down on the couch. I sat across from him, pulling my knees up to my chest. The silence between us felt awkward at first. I couldn’t stop thinking about the night at the bar — the way I had grabbed him, the kiss, the way I had moaned Ethan’s name. My face burned just remembering it. I cleared my throat, my voice coming out small. “Damien… about that night at the

Chapter 86 The next few days at work felt strange. Damien and I had agreed to start the fake dating the moment we stepped into the hospital. It was supposed to be simple. Just enough to make Richard believe Damien was following orders. Just enough to make Ethan notice. But nothing about this felt simple. I walked into the hospital that morning with Damien beside me. We weren’t holding hands or anything too obvious, but we were standing closer than normal. He smiled at me as we entered the main lobby, and I smiled back, even though my stomach was in knots. The nurses at the station noticed immediately. I could feel their eyes on us as we walked past. One of them, a senior nurse named Grace, raised her eyebrows and whispered something to the woman next to her. I pretended not to notice, but my cheeks felt warm. Damien leaned in slightly as we reached the elevators. “You okay?” he asked quietly. I nodded. “Yeah. Just… weird.” He gave me a small, understanding smile. “We can ton

Chapter 88I was on duty that afternoon, trying to focus on the tasks in front of me. The hospital was busy as usual, but my mind was somewhere else. I had been avoiding Ethan as much as possible since the wedding and the confrontation at his house. It was easier that way. Less painful. But today, I had to go to the storage room to pick up some medications for one of my patients. I pushed open the door and stepped inside, the cool air from the refrigerated units hitting my face.I was scanning the shelves for the right bottle when I heard the door open behind me. I didn’t think much of it at first. Then I heard the lock click.I turned around.Ethan stood there, his hand still on the door handle. He looked tired, his eyes shadowed, but there was something intense in his gaze that made my stomach twist.“Lila,” he said, his voice low. “What’s going on? What is going on between you and Damien?”I stared at him, my heart skipping a beat. I hadn’t expected this. Not here. Not now.“I don’t

Chapter 90 Ethan lay in bed next to Sophia staring at the ceiling. He had not slept in days. His eyes were bloodshot. His jaw was tight. His entire body felt coiled like a spring about to snap. Every time he closed his eyes he saw Lila’s face. The hurt in her eyes when he told her to move on. The way she looked at him in the supply closet right before he kissed her. The slap she gave him after. He touched his cheek where she had hit him. He deserved it. He deserved so much worse. He had married the wrong woman. He had trapped himself in a cage of his own making all to save Lila from his father. And now he was paying the price every single day. Beside him Sophia was sleeping peacefully. She had been playing the perfect wife. Cooking dinners. Touching his arm. Whispering sweet nothings. Pretending they were a happy couple. But he felt nothing for her. Just disgust and resentment. She was part of Richard’s plan. A hired pawn. Richard had paid her or threatened her to go along with thi