The Doctor's Wife Series Novels & Stories

The doctor led the special forces to come in front of the ward. He had a very handsome, mixed-race face, his expression brightening up at the moment he saw Nicole. He held up a hand and then lowered it consciously halfway as he walked toward Nicole. "We are ready. May I ask where the patient is?" Nicole looked back at the ward. "He is in there." The doctor nodded solemnly. "Got it." His Hustuaburgian accent was a little odd as if he seldom spoke the language.

She then said to Jason, “Doctor Evans, please speak to the director from our department at the surgery theater.” “Alright!” Jason turned around and ran. Conrad pulled the doctor’s arm and asked, “Which department are you from? What’s going on with my wife?” The doctor looked at Conrad with an eyebrow raised. She remembered how hard Fia pleaded to her back in the examination room. She didn’t know what happened between the young couple… To think that the wife didn’t dare to tell her husband that she was pregnant… She was a woman too. So, she chose to stand with her.

Jason said quickly, almost defensively. “But you did come, didn't you?” I said, glaring at him. Jason had nothing to say, his gaze was firm. “You still haven't told me, what should I have known, Ava?” “How many times do you want me to keep repeating that it's none of your business, Jason.” Jason seemed determined to get to the bottom of this. Unable to extract anything from me, he turned to the doctor. “Doctor, is there any issue with my wife?” “Doctor…”

That he cant help but to stare at this face and looking for something new. The doctor also seemed once again, had sensed his gaze but did not pay me any attention as the doctor glared at his haughty wife in paper. "Why are you still doing her Miss?" the doctor said, glaring at my wife n paper that took a seat. Maybe, she was already very tired from standing all day long, scolding him then to fighting the two idiots who intrude a patient room without warning. Sigh. What was happening in this world? ii dont kow anymore.

He said it sweetly, while he treats her better than me. “With pleasure.” She replied happily seeing the doctor as meat. That woman was annoying, so when Dr. Mark tried to give him her pills, she said: “But I have to tell you that this woman is hiding something from you.” I immediately look at her. “She has something of yours, inside her.” She pointed at me with her wrinkled fingers. “She has nothing.”Says Dr. Mark, convinced that she is crazy. “Open your mouth.” She listens to him and opens her mouth, as she passes the pill, she says once again:

"How could she hit you so hard? And you just stood there and watched, Jesse. Have you forgotten Sinead is your wife?" I was already a little upset. "She has already married someone else with your approval. Have you forgotten that?" Sinead's mother choked on her words and fell silent. After a while, she spoke again. "But that wasn't real. It was only an act. You're the only one taking it seriously." I rolled my eyes. They had all treated those solemn wedding vows as an act, but I couldn't. In fact, I found it filthy. Besides, it had been five years, and they had never told me about Zachary.

"Even now, you're still lying! You've survived the danger, so get out of my hospital. People like you are bad luck!" I wanted to hit him. "Jasper, I suffered this much because of you. How can you treat me like this? Don't you have a conscience?" "Keep making up stories!" He reached for me. But before he could touch me, two police officers walked in. "Dr. Flint, we just apprehended the criminal who tried to kill your wife. He admitted he was your patient, and due to a conflict with you, he targeted your wife, Maisie. Now, we need you and Maisie to cooperate with us in making a statement."

I was about to push it open when a man in a light gray shirt stepped out first. I took one look and knew he was exactly the type Serena Vaughn would like—clean-cut, composed, carrying himself with quiet steadiness. “And you are?” he asked. His eyes swept quickly over Ethan in my arms, and his expression shifted. “I’m Serena’s husband, Lucas Drake,” I said evenly. “I came to see how my wife managed to sign herself as a family member to your child.” A nurse pushed a treatment cart past us in the hallway, and several family members chatted nearby.

“I, I got a call that my wife was in an accident. She was brought here—Aurora Williams.” The receptionist’s fingers tapped quickly on her keyboard. “Yes, sir. She was brought in not long ago. Room forty-six. The doctor’s with her now.” Without another word, they dashed down the corridor. Jessica’s heels clattered on the tiles, Richard’s chest rising and falling with shallow breaths. Just as they reached the room, the doctor stepped out, his face pale, his eyes weary. “Doctor!” Richard’s voice cracked. “How is my wife?” The doctor hesitated, then exhaled a long, heavy sigh. “I’m so sorry, sir. But your wife… she didn’t make it. She’s gone.”

“Are you insane? Driving like that with your pregnant wife in the car?!” My eyes widened. Pregnant… wife? I tried to sit up, panic clawing at me. “W-Wait, I—” “Lie down!” the doctor ordered, pressing me back gently but firmly. “You were this close to a miscarriage. One wrong move, and—” He shot the man another lethal glare. “What kind of husband doesn’t care about his wife’s safety?!” “I—she’s not—” The deep voice spoke, tense and rough, but the doctor cut him off.