Her Personal Doctor Novels & Stories

It was only today that I got to know that she has a personal lawyer and also a personal doctor, even though I'm not yet sure of that of the lawyer, as I haven't yet met him face to face, and I also can't tell if Amelia was the one who arranged for the lawyer or whether it was Clarissa and Melissa. "So if you are my wife's doctor just as you said, what was the appointment about?" I asked him. "I'm sorry, but I can't reveal that to you; it's confidential," he said to me. "How the hell is it confidential? Amelia is my wife, so don't I have the right to know the reason why she met a doctor?" I asked him with an angry tone.

, I said. "Danger? what do you mean? how??". "It's -" The door then opened and it was Luther with A doctor. "Hi, I'm Dr Elizabeth, I'll be your personal doctor throughout your entire trimester ", the blonde woman in front of me said grinning.

The woman on stage stopped. She turned. Looked down at the man kneeling on the steps. She extended her right hand — clad in a white surgical glove — and her fingers tipped his chin upward, lifting his face. She studied him for three seconds. Then the corner of her mouth shifted, barely. "I'm afraid you have the wrong person, Mr. Sterling." "Miss Holloway died a year ago." "I'm Dr. S. And I'm not here for a partnership." She raised her left hand, signaling the technicians to switch the screen.

I frowned as he averted his eyes. "Doctor Vina." Tita uttered. I stood up when the doctor approached. Even Arnaiz and I approached us to find out if the doctor had anything to say. She forced a smile. He looks kind but I don't know why there is something inside me that is not comfortable when I see him. Is there any wrong with her? Or maybe I have a problem with it? "I'm just here to check your vital signs. But you don't have to worry because just after a few days, he can be discharged."

He asked and my brows furrowed. "Just tell me how's she? The wound on her stomach, should I be worried about it?" I asked back. Doctor George Cavill has been my personal physician since I was a teenager. He was a friend's father who would treat me for free earlier. After I succeeded, I made sure to give my token of gratitude to him by keeping him as my personal physician. While wounds and needles aren't his area of expertise, he has knowledge of wound care and needle work— which made him the right person to call.

Scarlett’s POV ~ My questions were met with no response. The doctor hesitated for a while before responding, “I am not Eric's oncologist, ma'am. I am only here to treat his injury. Every other case will be handled by his personal doctor.” I shook my head, not satisfied with the response. This was the moment I had to also interfere in my son's medical affairs. Now that I'm with him, I have to make sure I'm fully informed about his condition and treatment plan, and advocate for his best interests.

I hold her gaze, tension stretching between us. Before either of us can say anything, there’s a knock at the door. “Come in.” The doctor—a middle-aged man with graying hair—steps inside, carrying a small medical bag. Mr. William, one of the best doctors in Atlanta, has been my personal physician for years. A time or two, he had even tended to Leah when we were together. Like the rest of my employees, he signed an NDA regarding my identity. Leah nods toward him with a slight smile.

The pain stings sharply. "How on earth did she know?" Tears clouded my eyes and I let them flow. A knock, then the maid came in. "Ma'am, the doctor is here." "Please let her in." Doctor Rachael, my private doctor, walked in. "Oh my goodness, not again." I forced a smile. "Welcome. I told you I would see you sooner." She had a lot to say but chose quietness. She started attending to me. "You should be comfortable with me, you know. Marcus is a dangerous man, but you can trust me. I won't tell him anything."

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.

So he said if she lost a hair from her head, he would pluck their family heir like nothing but a thorn. This made them look at this woman in a different view. They thought their master A would never be interested in a woman, but when he called them and explained the situation personally, they knew this girl holds a special place in their master’s heart. “Miss Allen, we’re just doing our duty. I hope your corporation” The female doctor was the personal doctor of master A’s business institute,m, so she was pretty brave than other, also, she was pretty stubborn when it came to her patient since she had accepted this patient, she would do anything to take responsibility,