Stepmom Doctor Novels & Stories

Althea lets out a sharp, incredulous laugh. She walks up to him, forcing him to meet her eyes. "Ethan, you’re her stepson, not her doctor. You’ve spent all week obsessing over what she eats and following her around like a ghost. It’s not right. You're acting crazy." Ethan finally turns. His eyes are cold, hooded, and devoid of the warmth a fiancé should show. "I told you. My mother died because people were careless. I won't let it happen again."

I ordered. She went immediately and soon she was back with the doctor. "Examine her," I said quickly, looking like I cared about Stephanie . The pack's doctor isn't one I will show my true self to. He's part of the people Gregory holds to high esteem and if he says anything against me, Gregory might believe it. So I knew I needed to play my game well. "What happened?" The doctor asked. He was actually talking to Stephanie but I quickly beat her to it. "I don't really know but when I came to her room to check on her this morning, she was vomiting and since then she hasn't stopped vomiting. Doctor please help check what's wrong. She's pregnant and I'm scared," I rushed out of my mouth like I w

“So what are the doctor and Zach doing here?” Stephanie let out an exaggerated scoff, crossing her arms and looking down her nose at me. “The doctor is here to care for your father. He deserves a place at the table,” she sneered, her voice dripping with disdain. “Unlike a certain waste of a lawyer.” She glanced pointedly at Crawford, her lips curling into a smirk, clearly pleased with her insult.

I said, my voice shaky, starting to feel afraid. "Calm down, baby," she said, stretching her hand to pat me gently on the thigh. "Remember what you learned in your classes, okay? Breathe through the pain and don't push on your stomach. There's a bit of traffic now so it'll take a while, but I called your doctor and they're prepping for you."

“ You can talk to our mother, and she's right there.” The doctor looked confused for a while. “ Your mother? She's your mom?” “ Yeah, any problem with that?” Axel glared. The doctor shook his head, and it was also a bit surprising for me as well, hearing him address me as a mum. It was unnerving. It only reminded me that after Maverick, I was responsible for his three sons. “ Of course not. Please can I see you, ma'am?” The doctor cleared his throat. I stood up. “ Please, can Axel come with me? I'm not really in a state of mind to handle any news and make the right decisions if it comes down to it. I'd really appreciate it if he could come along.”

Stephanie replied calmly. "Which one of you will come with me to make the payment?" the middle-aged doctor with glasses asked, sizing up the three people in front of him. "I'm going!" Stephanie said, informing Maxwell and Jamiya. She followed the middle-aged doctor to the payment counter. On the way, Stephanie asked the doctor about her younger brother's condition.

The implications of what could be causing this early labor made my heart sprint, but I didn't want Emily to know my worries. She nodded. “Okay. No pushing.” I gave her a quick smile before darting out of the room. My heart was pounding in my chest and my knees were shaking. Delivering babies in a doctor's clinic wasn't exactly in my job description. The door next to me opened and Dr. Mathews stepped out with his last patient. “Now, go check out with Donna and I'll see you in three weeks,” he told the man. I recognized him as one of the farmers that was friends with my dad. He was a regular in the Gentleman's Poker Club. I gave him a polite nod as he passed.

I huff, not knowing what else to say right now. "Try me." He says, using a soft fatherly tone to speak. I feel my nerves start to increase, causing me to feel slightly anxious. My stepdad is actually caring about my feelings. My mom never cared and she still doesn't, she says she does but I know she doesn't. My dad never cared for or about me, he wanted to kick me out at fourteen but gladly he didn't. He chose to drink all day with my mom and abuse me emotionally and mentally.

The doctor who slouched on the door spoke. Trying my best to speak calmly I responded, "I am okay doctor, there's no place like home and what I call home is what I call my personal space." "Okay, Mrs but one person has to stay aside so that you shouldn't be left alone." "Look, man! I am okay!!" Standing up from the bed which I sat on, I raised my hands up and down, stretching them and taking a slight jump dramatically, and hissed, rolling my eyes. The doctor chuckled slightly as he watched me perform wonderfully before him. "I don't want to go Jamie, I want to stay with you!", Jamila said with a pout on her lips.

Stephen smiled, which had his dimples showing and his eyes squinting in delight. “Please look after my daughter, Dr. Lee.” Stephen nodded. “It’s my duty to look after every patient, sir… You don’t have to worry. Let’s just pray that she wakes up soon.” Dr. Stephen Lee is 26-year-old, 6 feet and 2 inches in height, and is of Korean and Filipino descent. His family owned several five-star restaurants in country P, but when they wanted him to manage their business, he refused. Instead, he wanted to study medicine. And his parents supported his passion, and at the young age of twenty-three, he graduated from medical school and got his license as a general physician.