Stepmom Doctor Novels & Stories

he held up his hand and arched his brow, "Or should I start with the bad first?" "Just get to it!" Seth's mother snapped impatiently, her eyes twitching from the series of movements the doctor kept making. It was rather distracting and it made her nervous as well. Was her son safe? The doctor who had stepped out of the theater, looked like he had done a lot of weed before standing before the patients. If the crackhead before her had operated on her son and granddaughter, then were they truly safe? "Wow, you are quite the impatient one, ma'am." The doctor taunted and she ground her teeth.

Stephan ignored their surprised look and went over to Ruby. He helped her clean up and took her to the room. “Stephan what are you doing here and how did you become the stripper Naomi hired?” she asked once she was settled. “I will explain later, for now, you need to get yourself checked by a doctor” “Stephan don’t be dramatic, I’m fine” She insisted she was all right but Stephan went ahead and contacted their family doctor and asked him to come over to the penthouse. The doctor replied that he was close by and would be there in a few minutes.

“Joseph /Daddy POV. “Both babies and Rose are good and healthy,” Doctor Grace told me, seeing their file. “Delivery will be normal,” I asked. “Yes, is she regularly going on walks?” She asked, adjusting her frame. “Yes, every night I take her for a walk” I informed her. “Good” She smiled. “ I have arranged everything here, so I want you to move here for a month with your staff and the only trusted and most needed person,” I said, giving her a check for five million.

Not when I know she's trying to manipulate her way back into our lives. Father doesn't know half the atrocities she committed. We haven't told him anything. The doctor recommends he stay happy and surrounded by good vibes. So he doesn't have another cardiac arrest. Still, he needs to know sooner what kinda woman she is. I walked inside and they both looked up. Father was smiling and stretching out a hand to me. “Hey, darling.” “Father,” I came closer to him and we hugged. From the corner of my eye, I saw my stepmother leaving, muttering something about going to get me a drink.

The doctor asked when he sat on the other chair in front of me. “What do you think?” “Will you just answer in a nicer tone?” My stepmom spoke with her eyes darkening, looking like she wants to hurt me. I avoided her eyes and give my attention back to the doctor. “I’m fine, doctor,” I said sarcastically with an obvious fake smile on my face. “You don’t really want to be treated?” he asked. “Well no. I’m not sick or anything. Maybe you guys are the ones who are sick.” “What the – “ Dad almost yelled and walk towards me but my stepmom stopped him. He pulled back and walk away.

My dad even tried multiple times to force my mom to get an abortion, but she refused. His attitude toward her just got colder and colder. The staff followed his lead. They were still polite to me, but they treated my mom with increasing disrespect. Then one day, Megan mopped the floor and deliberately poured extra detergent everywhere, causing my mom to slip and fall. She lost the baby. After that, my mom’s health, already fragile, went downhill fast. She never recovered. Seeing her in that state, my dad sneered and said, “You look half-dead. It’s disgusting,” before abandoning her entirely.

Today was my father's wedding day. When I got off the plane in my princess dress, the first person I saw was a charismatic woman who stood out from the crowd. It was Brenda Sanders, who would soon be my stepmother. My father had chosen not to remarry all these years because of me. I was very happy for him when he finally met someone he liked. Everyone said that she was a renowned sculptor. Her work was beautiful and gentle, just like how she looked.

I heard someone say and I raised up my head to see Jeremy seated,his legs were together and he was looking like a Demigod . The doctors instantly entered the room and Lena stepped back to let them do their job.I didn't need anyone to tell what was going on. From their appearance I could tell that everything wasn't fine . The doctor's were calm and did their things and asked me how I was feeling but then I could care less. Since it was the least of my problems right now ,I could care less about what was happening right now .

I hesitantly take it, then put it on while we wait for Steph to talk to her gynecologist, a friend of hers who might help with getting me checked out. He crosses his arms, leaning against the wall, and when Steph finally comes out, she is wearing a smile. “Come on. She’s ready to see you,” she says, and I inhale sharply, following her behind. With every step I take towards the room, I feel like all the eyes are on me. “It’s okay,” Steph assuredly tells me, squeezing my hand when we walk into the room. The doctor welcomes me with a warm smile, asking me to sit down in the chair.

Don't worry I know how to do it Christ: I hope you know what you are doing, take care of yourself Me: I also hope he will believe me We were walking and I see Louis with my mother's real estate agent. She is responsible for selling the family's assets when there is an emergency. What does this idiot want to sell? He will have me on his way I hang out with Christ a bit and around 7 p.m. I come home. Mom hasn't arrived yet. I'm going to find louis in my father's old studio