I Married A Miraculous Doctor Mga Nobela at Kwento

The young doctor was not fazed by my request. I nodded trying to keep my emotions in check. Thanks, doctor..... I muttered. I walked out of the hospital and hailed a taxi quickly, afraid someone would recognise me,' the fallen heiress '. By the time I got home, Vivian was already home in loose pants and shirts, sipping juice as she scrolled through social media. She smiled as soon as she saw me pulling me to sit on the sofa beside her. Evelyn.....guess what. What? I asked pretending to be clueless.

Five rings later. I hadn't scored a single point. The stall owner smiled politely. "Better luck next time." I folded my arms. "This game is definitely rigged." A familiar voice spoke behind me. "No." "It's your aim." I froze. “It's Damein.” The stall owner laughs. "Sir." "Help your girlfriend." We both freeze, both answer together. "She's not my girlfriend." "He's not my husband." Lily laughs. Damien picked up a ring. One throw. Perfect.

Long enough that her stomach knotted under the weight of it. “You’re his wife?” His voice was calm, steady, but beneath it lay an edge she couldn’t name—authority, perhaps, or something colder. “Yes,” she whispered, swallowing hard. “Eva. Eva Mitchell.” “Mrs. Mitchell,” he said, repeating her name slowly, deliberately, as though committing it to memory. “I am Dr. Adrian Cole. Your husband is alive, but he’s critical. We’ll run full diagnostics. Until then—” his eyes locked on hers, unblinking “—stay strong.”

I had been under a lot of pressure lately, becoming the permanent CEO of McCall Enterprises, and to top that off, my relationship with Megan had become complicated again. I glanced at Megan, who was lost in her own world. Her eyes held a mix of concern and uncertainty. Regardless of our marriage contract and the fake nature of our union, I couldn’t deny the emotions that still lingered between us. The doctor finally came out of the surgery room after being there for hours. My father had to be operated quickly for him to survive. The doctor, Edward, who had been our family doctor for years, wasn’t wearing his usual friendly smile; I knew instantly that something was wrong.

“I don’t see how that’s any better. You’re just little Miss Trouble-maker, aren’t you?” “It’s doctor.” “What is?” “You said miss and it’s not. It’s doctor.” “Wait, you’re telling me I’m married to a doctor?” “PhD, not medical. But yeah. I thought I’d mentioned it before.” “I wonder how I managed to bag one.” “I remember being the one to sort of pop the question.” “Exactly my point. And I just realised that what I did officially made me your partner in crime.” “What, you think we’re Bonnie and Clyde now?” She snorted.

I asked again and it felt like the roles had been switched. I had been betrayed here, yes I left. Yes, I made mistakes and what I did was not excusable. I understood the need to move on, but to marry my best friend? He married my best friend. “Hello, I’m guessing you are the famous, Amber Marli?” She asked with a wide smile and broke the distance between us. She reached out for a hug and I froze back to the moment when she turned off the oxygen machine and set the room on fire.

the doctor felt they were trying couple, and wasn't expecting a positive report as it was his first time attending to them, and he didnt know their medical history, so he went further to explain. "It is ok to be surprised and shocked, infact I get that look all the time from couples who have probably tried for sometime, but I must tell you it is real, and you just need to accept it as God's way to reward your marriage". Dave's look darkened as he listened to the doctor. his sternly gazed, at his wife and it began to Dawn on him that while his wife was rejecting his advances she was making out, and having fun with someone else, he couldn't wait to hear the rest of what the doctor had to say,

“There are a grand tot of eighteen men, all in a very critical condition.” I ask myself if it is possible that she might be the miracle doctor, but she looks so plain, that I can’t wrap my head around that. But it’s also wrong to judge a book from its cover and still… I would have imagined the miracle doctor to have a bit more of an impressive aura. The furious expression of the Alpha morphs into concern and he follows the recap of the doctor carefully before she sprints to the back door and he turns towards me.

He pointed at the disconnected monitor and my mouth fell open. “Caleb was here?” I asked as my eyes widened in realization. “Let's talk about that later. Please go on, doctor.” The doctor nodded as he took notes on his jotter before he continued. “Did you feel no pain when you got up?” “It wasn't that severe. My lovely cupcake made sure I wasn't stiff.” He said as he smiled at me and I flushed. “You have no idea how lucky you are to find a wife like her. My wife was like this too.” The doctor said and I could see a bitter sadness in his eyes.

The look in her eyes seemed so warm and caring. “Trust me,” she said with conviction. Brent hugged her tightly. “Thank you.” Beverley smiled as she gently patted Brent on the back. He released her embrace and gripped her hand. Then Brent said to his mother’s gravestone, “Mom, I’m married. And this is my wife. She’s so kind and perfect.” “Michael loved you so much and was faithful to you until now. I will do the same. I will love Beverley to the end and never let her down,” he continued.