Novel & Cerita Dokter Cantik

I needed… me back. *** The next day, I found myself standing outside a small, discreet clinic tucked between two apartment buildings downtown. A white sign read: “Dr. Adrian Cole — Specialist in Women’s Health & Confidence.” My hands shook as I pushed the door open. The faint scent of vanilla and antiseptic hit me immediately, tangling with the memory of Ethan’s cologne, the lipstick, the betrayal. My stomach twisted. “Can I help you?” a receptionist asked, smiling warmly. “Yes… I have an appointment with Dr. Cole,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

Tito and Arnaiz sat on the sofa and talked. A few more minutes passed when someone entered my aunt's room. A familiar sophisticated woman, maybe a few years older than me entered the room. At one glance, anyone will know that she's a doctor because of her attire. She's beautiful, that's what I can't deny. Slender body, well-shaped face, tanned skin. If she hadn't just dressed as a doctor I might have mistaken her for a model. I’m sure I’ve seen him but I just can’t remember where and how. Her eyes darted at me. For a moment his lips parted as if surprised. I frowned as he averted his eyes.

ringed Inder while pressing on his stomach. "Ka Inder!" Amayra came back to Inder in a panic. "I'll call the doctor, hold it for a while." Tok tok tok! The sound of knocking on the door awakened the two. Behind the door appeared a beautiful doctor smiling at them. In addition, there was also a nurse who was carrying typical hospital food for Inder's dinner. Thank goodness the doctor arrived on time. "Good night. Sorry for disturbing your time," said the doctor a little pleasantly, not forgetting the sweet smile pinned on his lips. Judging from her name tag, the beautiful doctor has the full name Yena Sabila.

she said, her lips curving into a soft smile. Catarina beamed, her eyes bright with satisfaction. "I'm glad you like it." As Catarina cleaned up the stray hairs, the door to the room opened, and the doctor stepped in. He was a tall man with a kind face, a mop of salt-and-pepper hair and a gentle smile. His white coat added to the air of professionalism that seemed to radiate from him. Catarina moved to leave, but Flora reached out, gently touching her arm.

Maybe he hasn't arrived yet. "What does that Doctor look like..." I whispered to myself before hanging up when no one answered after ringing several times. Doctora Loyzaga, I searched for her info on the internet and luckily all the basic info about her was posted about her. The female doctor is famous and well known in the field of medicine. But most of all, What I focused on looking at was the Doctor's appearance. "This is her face now." I saved the picture I saw. The door opened and Becka entered again.

Damien said. Before he was don't talking, a beautiful woman in a sparkling coat and crogs walked in. When I meant beautiful I meant it as she had the face of a model that is slim nose, well proportioned lips and eyes similar to that of a feline. Slim legs and wavy brown hair with skin smooth and without blemishes. Damn that's one hot doctor. “ Good day to you all, I understand that you are all here for the two important patients in the ER. They are currently stable right now but they don't have long ”

the typical Luka doesn’t care about my opinion, he would’ve called the doctor without asking me what I wanted. “Yes,” I nodded. He didn’t stand up from where he was but in two minutes, the doctor waltzed in, with a huge smile on her face. She was a tall, beautiful, chocolate skin pack doctor. I’d seen her around once or twice at the Alpha’s mansion and she’s the sweetest soul ever. My dream was to become someone as happy as her. “How are you feeling, Crystina?” “I’m fine,” I gave her the same response I gave Luka. She beamed at my reply.

“Come on, Baby. I’ll tell you more about why I see the Doc.” Once we are alone, an awkward silence blankets the room. I look at the doctor and realize she is drop dead gorgeous. Her long dark hair is in a low ponytail, perfectly offset by a camel colored trench coat and army green, knee-length dress underneath. Her fair features highlighted by light blue eyes and perfectly applied makeup. I can’t stop staring at the ideal shade of her red lips. “Are you finding everything satisfactory?” She gives me a sly look when she sees me staring at her.

Drake help me sit down trying to make it comfortable for me. “Alright,” the doctor said as he checked something from his computer screen. “The baby and the mommy are healthy and I don’t see anything wrong,” Doc said, “If there is something I notice is how calm mommy is and how extra beautiful she seems,” he added with a wink. I feel my cheeks heat up with his comment, I don’t if it was because she called me extra beautiful or if it was because I feel he knew that Drake and I had sex. “Thanks, doctor,” Drake replied smiling.

I had to go see a gynecologist. My period was late again. I booked a specialist whose name sounded very feminine, Jessie Lloyd. Jessie seemed pretty popular. I was number 35. On the day of the appointment, I sat in the waiting area, scrolling my phone screen now and then, occasionally glancing up to check the queue. Then, I noticed something strange. Why did every woman coming out of the consultation room look so radiant, no matter her age? Jessie had to be insanely good. That was what I thought.