Novel & Cerita Dr Bethany Clary

“What in the world are you doing Chloe? Who gave you the authority to do this? Apologize to Mr. Alex and immediately return the patient to the ward.” Chloe wouldn't dare to defy the head nurse, so she could only obediently apologize and bring Lady Brittany back to her ward. Alex then went to find his mother’s primary physician to arrange for the surgery as soon as possible. Lady Brittany’s primary doctor was Dr. Cheryl and she was only twenty-six years old. Yet, she was already a renowned doctor with a great track record. She was the granddaughter of California’s famous genius Dr. James Coney. Not only was she smart, she also had looks that would bring Troy to its knees.

“They love you.” That, they did. And talking about them eased me into the ball I was about to set into motion. Curtis had told me about Klara’s qualifications and one of them was years of practice as a shrink. He had joked about her switching to neurology so she would more literally get into people’s minds.

CLAIRE Four years had passed since my world had shattered. Claire Darlington—the woman who had been humiliated, betrayed, and discarded—was gone. In her place stood Clara Everson, CEO of Erebos Pharmaceutical. Sharp, focused, unyielding. Every scar, every sleepless night, every moment of pain had carved her into someone who could survive… and even thrive. My company had grown from a modest lab into a powerhouse, and every achievement reminded me that I could exist on my own terms. That I could command my life, and no one could take that away.

A second message popped up: [Go check the medical ID Dominic erased—Candidate A. If you want to understand why he'd rather lose the West District docks than let your blood sample be analyzed.] She stared at the screen until the light died, plunging the room back into darkness. She let out a short, bitter laugh, her eyes stinging. In Dominic's eyes, perhaps she had never truly been "Dr. Clair." She was just... Avery scrolled through her contacts until she found a name she hadn't touched in years—Sophia Bennett, a friend from med school now working as a resident at the Royal Eye Hospital in London.

Finally. Inside the mansion, Clary had already finished all her work and then took a long shower and decided to go to sleep, then woke up later in the evening to prepare dinner. Clary had actually a degree in business management, but she wasn't lucky to be allowed to work, but that didn't stop her. Even though she had no choice but to do as her husband said, she is still a strong woman. She secretly started her own small online business without Damon's knowledge. She secretly bought a phone after she went out with Damon to buy groceries. She made sure to hide the new phone well in a place where Damon would never think of checking.

he said around a huge mouthful of the tasty bread. "We're just waiting for Olivia and Lethabo; they've been in South Africa for a few days. And Rose and Jack and Chris and Steven" Clary said, checking the time on the kitchen clock. "They should all be here any min..." she cut off with a gasp when she felt a small cramp in her back, rubbing it furiously. "I'm fine, it's just a cramp," she said when Damon was in front of her in three seconds flat. "Are you okay? Is it the babies?" Damon asked, his heart pounding from the sound Clary had made. He moved around behind Clary and rubbed at the muscles in her back when she leaned forward as much as her stomach allowed her too.

Clara could empathise with them as it was hard to socialise with elite fashion snobs. “Hello,” Clara said and walked up to them. “I recognised you three from the boutique and thought you might need a familiar face to talk to.” She smiled widely and tried not to freeze up when Beckah’s gaze swept over her. This was someone who had made a contract with a demon at the age of 10 and had tried give her soul to that demon. “I do remember you,” Beckah said. “Are you an influencer as well?” Clara shook her head. “No, my grandfather is the CEO and founder of St. Clair. It’s a popular fashion brand, you’ve probably heard of it.”

Clara was explaining things as she didn't even know why she came there early in the morning. "Clara, a sorry is what would fill these all explanations. I don't know why a little sorry is taking you so much time" Kriya Blair sighed tiredly. She is a psychiatrist and has been treating Clara for the last 9 months. But she couldn't get Clara's trust or any improvement in her case. It was Jason who introduced her to Blair.

Clayton reasoned. He had hated that she had told us that our relationship would not work, and we should divorce, and soon after he stopped us from going to her sessions and said he would look for a new therapist. Four days later, Clayton’s suspicion was finally proven true. “Good day Mimi Dawson, up with more celebrity news, and guess what, the Becketts are back on my roster, and it looks like they are going through some tough time after Kaleah Beckett’s pregnancy from her assault and refuse to get rid of it. It seems Clayton is finally fed up with this woman and after they failed therapy, Mr. Beckett is soon to be back on the market.” She giggles before winking at the camera.