Alle Kapitel von Rejected By My Husband, Desired By My Doctor : Kapitel 91 – Kapitel 100

KendallThe second sound came from Damien’s bedroom, quieter than the first but close enough to make me stop in the hallway with his keys still pressed into my palm. I stood there listening for several seconds, trying to work out whether I had actually heard something or whether my nerves were making ordinary sounds seem important. The flat was supposed to be empty.Damien had gone to the hospital, Raymond had gone home earlier, and Evelyn was waiting at our place for the medication I had promised to bring back. There was no reason for anyone else to be inside. I looked toward the front door, considered leaving, then turned back toward the bedroom because I had already come too far to pretend I had not heard anything.The flat looked normal at first. Damien had left a mug on the kitchen counter, there was a sweater hanging over one of the chairs, and the bathroom door was half open with the light still on. None of it helped me relax. I moved down the hall slowly, trying not to make un

EvelynKendall was later than she had promised, and by the time I heard the key turn in the lock, I had already walked from the sofa to the bathroom twice and back again. The nausea had been coming and going all night, never quite bad enough to make me sick but never leaving long enough for me to forget it. My cheek still hurt whenever I touched it, although the swelling had gone down slightly. Theo's visit was also still bothering me. He had arrived with all his certainty and left without giving me anything I could actually use, and I found myself thinking about several of his questions even though I had no energy to deal with them. Kendall finally pushed the door open with her hip and came in holding the brown bottle I had been waiting for. “You took time.” “I know. I'm sorry. The cabinet was a mess and I couldn't find the bottle immediately. Then one of the neighbours decided that was the perfect time to stop me in the hallway and talk about

AdrianI woke to a white ceiling, a dry mouth and the steady sound of a machine beside my bed. For several seconds, I could not remember where I was. I tried to move my head and immediately regretted it because a deep pain spread across my chest and into my shoulder. My right hand felt heavy, and when I looked down, I saw the IV line taped to the back of it. A hospital. The thought came slowly. I tried to sit up, but my body refused to cooperate. The effort made my breathing uneven, and I stopped before I could make the pain worse. A nurse appeared beside the bed. “Mr. Parker, you're awake.” I looked at her. “Where am I?” “You're in the hospital. You had surgery.” The word caught my attention. “Surgery?” “Yes. You've been through a serious accident.” She checked the monitor and then looked back at me. “Can you tell me your full name?” “

EvelynI woke to Damien already dressed.He was standing by the window with his phone in his hand and the tired look from the theatre still on him. When he saw my eyes open, he came to the bed.“He woke up,” he said.I sat up too fast and the room tilted. “Adrian?”“This morning. He is talking just fine… remembers a couple of things. Although the weakness in the legs is still there but he’ll be good. That’s expected.” Damien sat on the edge of the mattress.I put my face in my hands and stayed there until the shaking slowed. The guilt that had been sitting on my chest since the news banner finally moved.“Thank you,” I said. “I know you do not want thanks. I am giving it anyway. You went in there and you brought him back.”“I did the job I said I would do.”I dropped my hands. My cheek were fine. The tablets had done their work overnight.He watched me for a second. “You look lighter.”“I feel it. I kept thinking if he died after the park I would spend the rest of my life in that trap

MargaretI couldn’t imagine Damien would have done anything to harm Adrian’s legs. He wouldn’t want to take those chances. It would be the end of him. When the nurse left, I looked at the untouched food on his tray. “You need to eat.” “I don't feel hungry.” “That doesn't matter.” Doris picked up the spoon and pushed the tray closer to him. “You heard your mother.” Adrian looked at her, then at me. “You two have decided to work together.” “For today,” Doris replied with a wry smile. “You are the patient. We get to be difficult.” He managed a small smile and started eating. I moved closer to the window while they discussed the calls Doris had taken. Adrian asked her to keep the press away from the company and to avoid giving anyone more information than necessary. She assured him that she would handle it. My phone vibrated. I glanced at the screen