Stepmom Doctor Novels & Stories

But I felt like I was unraveling. The hour passed too quickly. Before I knew it, there was another knock, louder this time. “Solene, open up,” my stepfather barked. “The doctor’s here.” I forced myself up, dragging my feet to the door. When I opened it, my stepfather glare could have melted steel. My mother stood behind him, her expression pinched with worry, and the doctor, an older man with kind eyes, gave me a polite nod. The check-up was quick but thorough. The doctor asked me the usual questions, took my blood pressure, and listened to my heartbeat. But when he asked me to describe my symptoms, my stomach twisted into knots.

"For your next prenatal check-up, it would be better if you brought your husband. The father needs to be here so he is aware of the dos and don'ts of a pregnant woman. The first trimester is the most delicate, Ma'am Solana." I looked down at my lap. My fingers twisted together from intense nervousness. It was embarrassing, but I needed to be honest. "Doc... the father of the child doesn't know he's going to have a baby." The doctor froze. Surprise was visible in her eyes at my sudden confession. She stared at me for a long time before taking a deep breath and holding my hand over the table. “Does he have a family?” “Not yet, but he already has a girlfriend.” I bowed my head as I answered.

Which meant he was my new step-brother. I spent the next hour trying to scrub the memory of his hands off my skin, but it was pointless. By the time my mom knocked on my door to remind me about the trust fund signing, I felt like I was walking through a nightmare. "You look pale, honey," my mom said as we walked into the massive, glass-fronted lobby of Sterling Corp. She reached out to adjust the collar of my blouse. "Are you sure you're not coming down with something? And why are you dressed like a librarian?"

Mom said, making an introduction. "Stepdad" I muttered under my breath, even though I'm sure both of them heard. The look on mom's face shows that she heard alright. "Hi, I'm Richard. It's nice to finally meet you". His face was shockingly familiar even though I can't place it. Which is weird because we haven't met at all due to one or two reasons that always comes up. Mostly me being sick or him away on a business trip.

And, when I just stood there, just watching that scene, he seemed to get even more enraged. “In fact, Dr. Weston is exactly the person you should be talking to right now, Mr. Mycroft.” Stefana stood up from her desk, her long black hair tied back in a tight bun and a sheaf of papers in her hands “You asked me to put my best pediatrician and pediatric surgeon on your son’s case. That’s why I called Dr. Weston here.” “What?” I blinked in disbelief, but my words were nothing compared to Jane’s scream. “You did what…?!” she gasped, almost hysterical “Do you have any idea who that woman is?! What do you think you’re doing, mother…?!”

I hated myself more. Morning came too fast. The bus ride to the hospital was a blur. My heart pounded so loud I thought people could hear it. “Excuse me,” I whispered to the receptionist. “I have an appointment with Dr. Sophie.” She scanned the list. “Name?” “Christina Evans.” She nodded toward the bench. “Wait there. We’ll call you.” I sat, knees knocking together. I was trying to steady my breathing. The walls were covered with glossy posters of smiling babies. Their tiny fists gripping their mothers’ fingers. Their eyes looking up at their mothers with blind trust.

the doctor said, gesturing to the seat opposite him. I sat down and waited nervously for him to talk. “You're the guardian of Mrs Sarah Adams, right?” He started. “Yes, Doctor….” I hesitated, realizing I hadn't caught his full name. “Doctor Spencer Tyack” he supplied and smiled briefly. “Yes, thank you, Doctor Spence,” I replied, though my voice wavered. “What's your relationship with her?” He asked. “She's my step mom,” I replied. “Good then. I guess I can talk to you about this” he said and stared at me for a while before looking away.

I said. "Point of correction, she is loyal to the McCall family and incase you forgot, I am a member of that family." Stephen said proudly. Fair point. I just hoped all of this would work. "What did you say the doctor's name was?" He asked. "Doctor James." I pointed out. Stephen nodded his head slowly. "I am sure I can handle her." The rest of the drive was in silence, I averted my gaze to the window, sightseeing helped me eased the anxiety i was feeling deep down inside of me.

YEAR 2014 ST. JOSEPH HOSPITAL (9:XX PM) “Doctor, how is my mother? Is there still no improvement?” Rhea asked quietly, her voice filled with exhaustion and hope as she sat inside Doctor Mike’s office. He was the physician who had tirelessly cared for her mother since the beginning.

So it was better he just left right now than later. “Doctor I want all of her medical's history. I want to seek other opinions.” Stephano told the otorhinolaryngologist and he passed a look at Rose. “Stop looking at her and fucking hand over her medical reports. Don't think we'll fully depend on your puny knowledge alone to solve her case. Am sure you aren't the best out there.” Rose could now see Stephano snort at her doctor.