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He just came in today and rushed to the patient immediately. When the City Hospital's director heard the commotion, she immediately went to the Emergency Room to check the situation. She was stunned when she saw a familiar face. ".." Clive Aster. A well-known Emergency Doctor, Neuro and Cardiac Surgeon. Her Ex-Husband. "Welcome Dr. Clive Aster! Welcome to the City Hospital." says director Celeste Klatt. Celeste shook Clive's hand and gave him a light kiss on the cheeks. "Parting ways seemed like yesterday, Celeste. It's nice seeing you again."

Is the money and funding over now? "First, I did it as an experiment, I'm a doctor Melody, curing a rogue has never happened before," he says, my ears and tail dropped, does that mean I'm a freak? "Hey, little miracle, keep your head up," he says, caressing my face, wiping away a stray tear that has dropped down my face. "I'm an experiment?" I ask him, more tears going down my face.

"Ms. Sutton, you haven't rested well recently. Your physical immunity is weakening, and that's why you have a fever. I'm giving you an IV drip." When she noticed that Heather was awake, the young and beautiful doctor explained her condition to her calmly. "You're Dr. Jones?" "I'm Mr. Elkin's private physician, Melanie Jones. You can call me Dr. Jones." Heather was a little surprised. She thought that most doctors were older, so she assumed that Dr. Jones would be a middle-aged man. She didn't expect to see a beautiful woman instead. "When did you get involved with Mr. Elkin?" Melanie's voice was a little cold.

He immediately looked up when he heard my footsteps approaching him. "Finally, you're here." She smiled widely. I sat on the sofa opposite where he was sitting. "What are you doing here? Do you need help again?" "I just passed by. And also, you still have to tell me about last time. You left me, remember?" "What is the big deal about it?" I asked even though I knew what he wanted to point out was about Raxon. I know she's dying to get information about what happened. "Tell me, what's wrong with you and Doctor Bermudez? Do you think I haven't noticed the viscosity of the way he looks at you?"

Melanie nodded, this what she actually wanted, discovering the truth about herself and trying to set her life straight, she turned the door handle, she could feel her nerves going cold, she all of a sudden felt nervous, perhaps because she didn’t know what to expect from the doctor or what might become the outcome of the visit, she pushed the door open slowly walking in with few steps, she shut the door behind and was dazzled by the beauty of the office, very neat, beautiful and it had pictures of various organs in the body hanging carefully on the walls, the doctor looked up at her, he was middle aged and sitting comfortably opposite where she stood, he looked up at her and smiled exposing

I didn't recognise the woman staring back. I set the phone face down,i must have dozed off because the next thing I knew, my phone was buzzing. Three messages from Sophie lit up the screen. Oh honey no,i am so sorry. You don't deserve this. Hey friend, listen to me. I know this sounds crazy, but there's someone I think could help. Remember I told you about my ex-husband? Vincent? He's a doctor now, specializes in women's sexual health. His clinic just opened last month. I know it's weird but he's supposed to be incredible at this. Very professional, very discreet. I can give you his info if you want.

We were both allowed to do what we wanted whenever we wanted. But I swore by respect and he didn’t give me any of that. I walked back into my room in anger and the realization that the woman in there was my maid. Of course. He didn’t come home with any woman the night before, I was sure. “Melody, I will have your head on a stake,” I muttered under my breath and started to dial a number. It was Landry. He was my personal doctor and confidant. Of course, he did help me in times of grave need.

It would be a pity to plant a bullet between those beautiful dove eyes. “Cattanio-Alderman women don’t work. They seat at home and look pretty.” I eyed her from the corner of my eye, and she quickly dropped back into the seat. “Melody…” Mom chimed in, wrenching a smile from me, “Don’t mind her. I am a doctor, a surgeon. I am sure all of you know that. Melody here just finished her Ph.D. in the Pacific States this last week. Baby girl made us all proud." Mom flashed a pearly smile my way, wrenching loud hums of approval. The eye from papa was almost slicing. If you didn't know him, you'd take him for a cold murderer. Not that he was a foot from that, but he was such a darling. Those facial ta