Novel & Cerita Doctor Love Story

“Ms. Sky, there’s still hope. You can’t give up on your life. Bruises from extreme sports… now self-inflicted wounds… Please, cherish your life.” His words stunned me. I met his serious gaze, unable to speak. I wasn’t that familiar with Doctor Doren. Our first encounter had been at the hospital, when I fainted at work. He diagnosed my terminal illness then. I later learned he was Vercel’s best friend—a connection I had never really understood. Like a cold and responsible doctor and a playboy CEO? Well, the only connection I could really think of between them was that they are from an elite family.

I want to ask him those questions but my mouth failed to voice it out. Instead of answering him I turned my attention to the doctor. "Doc Vina, how's tita? Is she doing well?" "Yes. His condition is stable. You're very thoughtful. No wonder you captured his son's heart." Raxon's eyes turned darker but I hide the intimidation he's giving me. "It's good to hear that--" "Let's talk." I was devastated when Raxon spoke again. The two women looked at me in surprise. I noticed that Doc Vina seemed irritated. He tried to hold Raxon again but it avoided the arm.

“The feelings I have for her are a lot different than others.” The doctor thought about it and said, “Then, she might be the cure for your disorder.” Conrad looked at the doctor like he was looking at a fool. “Do you even know what you’re talking about? You’re a doctor, not a storyteller!” “Mr. Maxwell, if you don’t believe me, you can leave. I’m not begging you,” the doctor said angrily and pridefully. “But you have to be prepared because you don’t know how to sincerely love someone. You don’t even know how to tell your feelings apart!

he added. "What do you mean, doctor?" Clara asked. "Look at me, Clara, am I less handsome than Joe?" he joked, forcing Clara to look at him. Clara remained silent. "I'm a doctor, and I've never been married! My flaw, I just never attended gossip events because I never had a relationship with a model!" he joked. "Does the doctor want to have a relationship with a model, to go viral?" Clara teased. "No! I'm more interested in having a relationship with you!" he replied. Looking at Clara with a warm and deep gaze.

The girl seemed willing to talk. - The Doctor. Jonathan asked me to tell you that he will be coming soon, it won't be long... I'm Chang, I work on the ward in the surgery ward. A patient of mine was operated on this afternoon for appendicitis... Dr. Jonathan did a wonderful operation, in fact he always does. If I were you, I wouldn't listen to what Chris said. He says a lot of lip service. In fact, he is one of Dr. Jonathan though doesn't like to admit it. Chris seems a little crazy and irresponsible but when he's working he's unrecognizable, serious and focused.

"I said no, so no!" "Ah you, I've recovered," Dita said, pursing her lips. "Okay, but if your leg hurts tomorrow, let me know." "Yes, thank you." said Dita happily, unconsciously running and hugging Radya's body. She could hear Radya's heart beating fast as she hugged him. "What's wrong with your heart?" Dita teased. "You're far away," Radya quickly pushed Dita's body gently so that she no longer hugged him. For some reason, being in contact with Dita made his heart race faster, plus his blood rushed. Is that what is called LOVE? ***

The man said cooly. "I just said I can help you. That's if you let me." "You aren't even a doctor by profession. See ma, this is not a club where women hook up with men and vice versa. This is a very serious company and if my bosses sees me having an unnecessary conversation, I'm getting fired." He said as politely as he could. Natasha felt slightly insulted. This man thought she's flirting with him, huh? "By the ways, I'm a doctor myself so trust me when I say my condition has no permanent cure. Will you excuse me, please?" One could tell the man is frustrated yet didn't want to walk away from her in a way that will look rude.

“Are you sure this has nothing to do with that doctor lady?” Argh, bastard.

Beth had never understood how people described falling in love as being set on fire until she met Dr. Melvin Carter. With him, it was as if her very soul had been doused in gasoline and lit with a match—every glance, every touch, every word between them sparked something electric. Their romance had unfolded in a whirlwind: late-night conversations that bled into early sunrises, laughter echoing through her tiny apartment, the pure joy of finding someone who seemed to see her, truly see her, and want her all the same. It was so different from being with Dominique, who was always trying to change who she was on the inside and especially on the outside.

“You have fire. I like fire. Dante will tire of you soon. When he does, I will be waiting. I will take my time with you. Make you forget his name while you scream mine.” I jerk my face away from his touch. “The only thing I’ll scream is how disappointed I am that the big bad Volkov brother fucks like a desperate teenager.” His eyes flash. “Careful, Doctor. Keep talking and I might bend you over this desk right now and show you exactly how I fuck.” “Try it,” I snap. “I know every pressure point in the human body. One wrong move and you’ll never get hard again.” Svetlana laughs, sharp and nasty. “She really thinks she can threaten you. Cute.”