Novel & Cerita The Good Doctor's Betrayal

She pointed at Leonardo with trembling fingers. “You! You just killed our child with your bare hands!” Leonardo looked startled, but he quickly turned to me, panic appearing on his face as he rushed to explain. “It's not what you think, Madeline! We always used protection. There’s no way she could be pregnant with my child! “She must have slept with another mafia boss. There’s no way that thing inside her is mine!” “Leonardo, stop being disgusting.” My voice was ice-cold. “In the previous lifetime, you and Dora went to great lengths to kill me. And now you’re playing the devoted lover? You never loved me. You only cared about my family’s power and wealth.”

Raisa muttered, looking at Arka through the small window. "With Ms. Raisa?" asked a rather elderly doctor. "Yes Doctor, I am." Raisa replied a little nervously and awkwardly. She had never been confronted directly by a situation like this. "Come with me. I will explain Mr. Arka's progress further," said the doctor as he entered a room. Without asking much, Raisa followed behind the doctor. Her heart was beating faster. She couldn't help but feel anxious about her husband's condition. Even though Arka had betrayed her, Raisa couldn't just hate him.

My mind raced with conflicting emotions – anger, heartbreak, and a profound sense of betrayal. I hesitated, considering whether to make them aware of my presence, but a second thought held me back. Instead, I quietly left. Their moans echoed in my ears as I closed the door behind me. My mother had never supported my marriage to Maxwell. In defiance, I had severed ties with her. The sacrifices we make for love. I brushed away the tears streaming down my face, a mixture of heartache and regret. The possibility of Ava and Maxwell being involved wasn't a shock; it seemed like an ongoing betrayal behind my back. The weight of deception sank in, leaving me grappling with a sense of numbness.

‘Which may be why it took them three years to have Slade,’ he says. I close my eyes, pressing my lips to the top of Sloane’s head. As if everything else wasn’t bad enough, now this poor girl may some day find out that the man she thought was her father wasn’t and the man who was her father was murdered by her mother. ‘When do the betrayals end?’ I ask Roman. ‘I don’t know. If those aren’t Derrick’s bones in the corridor, then there will be at least one more. But I’m pretty sure they’re his.’

The scene was chaotic, with people shouting and screaming. As the chaos escalated, Olivia cried out, "I didn't do it! You have to believe me!" But her words fell on deaf ears. Lucas watched, a satisfied smile spreading across his face, knowing his plan had worked perfectly. He had orchestrated the entire scene with the doctor, anticipating Olivia's request for a divorce. The crowd continued to berate Olivia, their anger and hatred palpable. Some people even started calling for her to be arrested, claiming she was a danger to society.

“Don’t you trust me? Don’t you believe me when I say I’m in pain?” Adrian’s gaze softened, torn between sympathy and suspicion. “It’s not about trust. It’s about certainty. If something’s wrong, I want to know exactly what. If nothing’s wrong…” His voice trailed off, heavy with unspoken meaning. Leviana turned her face away, letting a tear slip down her cheek. “Do whatever you want. Just… don’t leave me.” --- Later that evening, the second doctor arrived—a stern middle-aged woman with sharp eyes and an efficient manner. She examined Leviana thoroughly, asking pointed questions that made Leviana shift uncomfortably.

"And please, it's just an advice. I know if any of her suitors hears that she can't conceive no one will want to marry her so why not marry her off to the person responsible?" "Oh you're right. I'll do just that. Thank you once again." Professor Ahmad rosed from his seat and shared a manly handshake with the doctor before weakly trudging out of the office. "Professor we will take our leave Allah ya kara lafiya." Haj Rahilatu said. "To mungode Allah ya bar xumunci." He said and they and they left. "How is she?" He asked his wife. "She just went back to sleep after taking to her friend. She was crying hysterically. Ehem, what transpired between you and the doctor?"

I am sick of being blind. Something in me snapped and I did what I never thought I'd do. I pulled my phone out, typing the words, I pressed send. In that moment, I betrayed my family, but I knew it was for the better good. I tried to arrange everything before Frank arrives, and when he did, the doctor went out and announced her death. The doctor was one of our men so Frank believed him and he didn't question further but what he didn't know is that money can buy any man.

“Sir, just tell me what you want me to say. Say it plainly. Don’t do this to me. “I told you, I didn’t betray you. Why would I? I have a good life, a good… a good boss—why would I throw that away and follow someone else?” Edwin arched a brow, unmoved by the desperate explanation. “You were in their hands for quite some time. How do I know you didn’t tell them anything I asked you to do?” “I swear, sir. I didn’t say a word.” The doctor was on the verge of tears. He didn’t even know what he had done wrong.

“Yes, it’s true. Sophia approached me with a large sum of money to conceal this fact from you.” “She’s indeed three months’ pregnant and so easily you changed it to one?” Fury boils within me as I realize that our trusted family doctor has listened to an outsider, wreaking havoc on my life. How could someone we relied on so completely betray us like this? The betrayal cuts deep, filling me with a mix of anger and disbelief. “No, I refused to help her. But I told her I won’t say anything to you.”