“I’m sorry,” Karina stammered. “I didn’t mean to hide it. I just thought it wasn’t a big deal, so I didn’t—” Wilfred interrupted her by gently taking her hand and turning on the faucet. He held her hand under the cool water, his tone sharp but laced with care. “Any injury, no matter how small, is not trivial. You’re a doctor. You should know this better than anyone.” Karina felt a pang of guilt at his scolding, but beneath his words, she could sense his genuine concern. The warmth of that realization brought a faint smile to her lips despite her earlier embarrassment. Wilfred turned his head at just the right moment to catch the small curve of her lips. Startled, Karina quickly withdrew her hand, her cheeks flushing. “Thank you,” she muttered, looking down as if trying to avoid his gaze altogether. Hastily, she slipped on heat-resistant gloves, grabbed the plate, and carried it out to the dining room. Wilfred stayed in the kitchen, his dark eyes fixed on his fingertip
The next day, Karina reported to her new hospital. Since Wilfred had personally recommended her, the hospital director greeted her in person. “I didn’t expect you to come all the way here yourself. Is she that important?” Dr. Lincoln teased lightly. To his surprise, Wilfred nodded seriously. “Yes, I value her highly. As I mentioned on the phone, she’s someone with great potential. Unfortunately, due to circumstances beyond her control, she couldn’t stay at her previous hospital. “Now that she’s here, I hope your hospital will treat this promising young talent well.” Wilfred’s tone was particularly earnest, catching Dr. Lincoln off guard for a moment before he smiled. Their conversation was smooth and cordial, and it didn’t take long for Karina’s position at the new hospital to be finalized. However, Karina herself felt a complicated mix of emotions. Her mind lingered on one casual term Wilfred had used—“young talent.” “So that’s all I am to him?” she thought bit
Karina spent most of her first day in the office tidying up, yet not a single patient appointment came through. She wasn’t discouraged, reassuring herself that it was only her first day. Work would surely pick up over time. As the clock approached the end of her shift, she began gathering her things to leave, when the door suddenly swung open. A nurse burst in, her face pale with urgency. “Dr. Norman, do you have a moment? We have a patient with severe burns!” Karina hesitated. “But I’m not a surgeon…” Her expertise was in internal medicine, specializing in cardiology and cellular studies. While she had some understanding of surgical procedures, it wasn’t her area of proficiency. The nurse hadn’t expected this response but quickly added, “The patient is a young child, and it’s an emergency. Two of the surgeons have already left for the day, and the others are tied up with critical cases.” Hearing how dire the situation was, Karina frowned and stood up. “Take me to
Karina pulled out a tissue and handed it to the mother. “Please, don’t thank me so much. It’s a doctor’s duty to save lives. I’m just doing my job.”The mother, overwhelmed with gratitude, left the room, and Karina stretched her stiff muscles, thinking that the ordeal was finally over. The very next day, the mother returned with a large banner that read, “Making a Difference with Medicine.”The hospital buzzed with excitement. Karina’s face turned bright red, more embarrassed than if she had been boiled alive. She had just managed to see the family off when, at lunch in the hospital cafeteria, the teasing began. “Dr. Norman, heard you got a banner this morning. Impressive! First day here, and you’re already making waves!” “They say you handled a surgery all by yourself. Is that true?” Karina could only helplessly explain, “It wasn’t all by myself. I had guidance.” When they pressed her for details on who guided her, she remained silent, unwilling to divulge any furth
As Karina was about to leave, the door suddenly chimed and opened. She looked up to see who had entered, her eyes widening in surprise. “How could it be him?!” she thought to herself.Harley Carter’s gaze flickered over her, his eyebrows slightly raised, as if he too was a little surprised. “Excuse me,” Karina said, trying to avoid engaging with him, but he was blocking the way. She had no choice but to speak. Fortunately, Harley didn’t try to stop her. He stepped aside, making way for her. Karina let out a quiet breath of relief, but just as she was about to pass him, she suddenly heard his low voice. “Small world, Wilfred’s little assistant.” Karina lifted her gaze, but said nothing as she walked out. Harley stood there for a moment, then, after a brief pause, he smiled with an almost amused expression before entering the flower shop. A few moments later, he came out holding a bouquet of carnations. Back at her apartment, Karina couldn’t stop thinking about t
But after seeing the project proposal, Karina’s expression shifted, clearly moved. “How is this…?”The director immediately responded, “Karina, you’ve worked on this project before?”“Yeah, but I withdrew halfway,” Karina replied, quickly composing herself to not appear too surprised.Upon hearing this, Dr. Carter chuckled lightly.The director assumed that Karina and Dr. Carter were already familiar with each other, and after giving it some thought, he couldn’t resist his excitement and decided to take on the research project.“Karina, this project was personally recommended by Dr. Carter. You’d better give it your all!”In response to the director’s encouragement, Karina merely smiled faintly.Once she left the office, even that small, polite smile faded away.Dr. Carter noticed the change in her expression and couldn’t help but chuckle. “Did your expression really change that quickly? You’re here, in a new place, unfamiliar with everything. And now, I’m giving you this big p
Karina hadn’t made this decision on a whim. She had long since decided, but the unexpected situation with Kieran had delayed her. If it weren’t for Kieran, she would have been preparing for the surgery by now. Wilfred stared at her for a moment. “It’s clear you really want to give it a try. Go ahead, try it.” Karina was momentarily taken aback. “Did you think I wouldn’t agree?” he asked. She nodded slightly, her face flushing a little as she realized he had seen through her thoughts. “Yes, I thought you would stop me.” Wilfred smiled, his eyes showing amusement, a smile that for the first time, he didn’t try to hide. “Ambition is a good thing. I won’t stop your growth.” Some people nurture a plant, trying to shape it exactly the way they want it to grow. It is similar to how many parents treat their children. But the result is often that the plant grows crooked, its branches stunted or deformed due to constant interference. These were consequences Wilfred did
Harley replied, “The bottom line is, if you can't get it done, Wilfred will have to resign.”Boom!Karina felt like she had been struck by lightning, frozen in place for a moment. After the shock passed, overwhelming anger followed! She couldn’t believe that Wilfred had personally proposed it. She could tell how much he loved his profession, and there was no way he would voluntarily say he would give up his career. It had to be because they pressured him! However, Harley said, “You’ve got it wrong. It was definitely Wilfred who proposed it himself.” His gaze turned more meaningful. “That’s why I said, he cares about you. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have made so many exceptions for you.” Karina could barely process his words, her mind only echoing that one sentence that Wilfred cared about her.Just the thought of it felt like being burned, as though her heart was on fire. Her heart became a tangled mess, and she couldn’t bring herself to ask Wilfred directly. She cou
But instead of feeling touched, Vera’s first reaction was nausea. A wave of discomfort surged up from her stomach, and Vera’s face paled. She bolted for the bathroom. Caleb followed quickly. “Are you feeling sick?” “I don’t think so. I’ve been eating normally—nothing too heavy or weird lately.” Vera clutched her stomach, just as confused as he was. Then, a possibility flashed through her mind. Caleb clearly had the same thought. Without a word, he turned and walked into their bedroom, returning moments later with a pregnancy test. Vera looked at him, stunned. “When did you buy that?” He responded matter-of-factly, “Better safe than sorry.” Vera was momentarily speechless. Five minutes later, she stepped out of the bathroom, her hand instinctively resting on her stomach, her expression a mix of shock and disbelief. It was positive. They had only been married for three months. How did this happen so fast?Caleb, on the other hand, remained composed—at le
Of course, Vera wasn’t about to dump all her responsibilities on her assistant. That would be exploitation. She called her assistant into her office. “You’re twenty-five this year, right?” Her assistant blinked, confused. Wasn’t her age common knowledge? Why was Vera suddenly bringing it up? A thought struck her. Was this an arranged marriage situation? Her face immediately filled with silent refusal. “Miss Vera, I’m still young. I’m not thinking about marriage anytime soon.” Vera tapped her pen against the desk. “I’m not telling you to get married.” “Oh.” “I just want to offload some of the smaller daily tasks to you. You don’t have to run every minor document by me.”Her assistant instantly understood. A raise. After confirming she was on board, Vera gave her a salary bump and had her hire a few more assistants to distribute the workload. “If I don’t have time to handle everything, you guys will take care of it. If something’s too complicated, jus
Vera could sense danger the moment the conversation turned in this direction. Her father had never questioned her about married life, and she was lucky enough to avoid nosy relatives. But just because she hadn’t experienced it firsthand didn’t mean she hadn’t seen it happen to others. Without hesitation, she abandoned the half-folded pastry in her hands. “I... uh, need to use the restroom.” Before she could escape, Mrs. Smith caught her wrist. “You and Caleb aren’t getting any younger,” she said matter-of-factly. “You should start thinking about kids—make sure you’re putting in the effort, hmm?” Vera left the kitchen visibly drained. Mrs. Smith was a wonderful mother-in-law, the kind who treated Vera like her own daughter. Despite knowing Vera came from a well-off family, she had still gifted them a house as a wedding present. Of course, Caleb already owned a place, but his mother had insisted. “That’s your house. This is the home I’m giving you as a weddi
That undeniable possessiveness flickered in Caleb’s gaze—subtle yet impossible to ignore. It was the kind of look a powerful man might give his beloved in an old Hollywood film. And right now, the photographer felt like the unlucky bystander who had accidentally stumbled upon an intimate scene. His voice wavered slightly, caught up in his own imagination. “Mr. Smith, lift your eyes toward the camera.” Caleb’s sharp gaze flickered over, intense and commanding. The photographer instinctively pressed the shutter. They continued with several more poses, reviewing the shots as they went. Vera loved them all, but her favorite was still the vintage-inspired one. “How long until we get the final prints?” she asked. “Two to three days at most,” the photographer replied. “I’ll have them shipped directly to you.” Then, after a slight pause, he hesitated before making a request. “I actually have a personal favor to ask—would you both be open to letting us displa
Vera was tempted. They had already taken plenty of wedding photos—several sets at the island, more at the wedding itself. But this wasn’t just any photo studio. It was privately booked and known for being one of the most prestigious studios in the city. Appointments here were nearly impossible to get. The fact that Caleb had managed to secure a session meant he had gone to great lengths to make it happen. If they were just going to take ordinary wedding pictures, it would be a waste of an opportunity. Still, she wasn’t sure what kind of shoot she wanted. The photographer, understanding her hesitation, pulled out a sample album. “You can take a look at our past work. These are some of the styles we’ve done.” Flipping through the pages, Vera saw an array of stunning concepts—each picture more breathtaking than the last. Then, one particular set caught her eye. A Golden Age Hollywood theme.It was classic, nostalgic, and beautifully atmospheric. “Ca
After the wedding, Vera considered taking some time off for a honeymoon. But the thought quickly faded when she realized Caleb had been practically living at the hospital. With a sigh, she dismissed the idea. She was used to it, but to say she wasn’t disappointed would be a lie. Her assistant picked up on it. “Mrs. Smith, don’t you want to go on a honeymoon?” she asked one day. “One of my friends just got married, and she’s been obsessively researching destinations. “She even said a marriage without a honeymoon is already half a failure.” Vera froze mid-page, suddenly losing interest in the documents she had been reviewing. Her assistant hesitated, then offered a suggestion. “Why don’t you go visit Dr. Smith at work?“You seem… distracted. Maybe seeing him will help.” Vera snapped out of her daze, suddenly aware of how preoccupied she had been lately. It was embarrassing to admit, but she had been zoning out far too often—especially after coming hom
Whenever they did this in the past, Caleb always maintained some restraint. But tonight—he didn’t hold back at all. He took her from the bedroom to the bathroom, then back to the bed, his searing kisses trailing every inch of her skin. The next morning, even as she woke up, Vera could still feel the lingering traces of last night’s intoxicating pleasure. As expected, she ended up taking the day off. It wasn’t until two days later that she finally returned to work. *Everyone at the company had already prepared for this. The moment Vera walked into the office, she was greeted with knowing smiles and teasing remarks. “Congratulations, Mrs. Smith!” “Newlywed bliss, huh?” “Three whole days off? Someone had a good time.” It didn’t take a genius to figure out what she had been up to. Obviously, her married life was going exceptionally well—so well that she had completely abandoned work for it. Under the weight of their mischievous stares, Vera barely k
Yelena still hadn’t accepted Hunter, but he wasn’t giving up either and was relentlessly closing in on her. Knowing Yelena’s soft heart, Vera figured it was only a matter of time before she gave in. She let out a sigh. Her friend’s love life wasn’t something she could interfere with. Besides, Caleb had already given her a little inside scoop. “She came to the hospital for a follow-up a few days ago,” he had mentioned casually. “Hunter was the one who brought her.” Vera had clicked her tongue at the news. Yelena always seemed quiet and reserved, but apparently, she was full of surprises.*Time flew by in the blink of an eye.By mid-month, Caleb had rented out an entire vineyard and spent several days transforming it into the perfect wedding venue.When the day arrived, the celebration took place right there.The vineyard was sprawling and elegant, every bit as grand as any luxury hotel—if not better. Even the wine cellar remained untouched, stocked with years-
“Did you plan this from the start?” Vera narrowed her eyes, feeling like she had just walked into a carefully laid trap. “Mm.” Caleb smiled, then leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. Because yes—he had always been planning this. The biggest change in Vera’s life after the island proposal was the ring now sitting on her finger. It wasn’t just any ring. It was custom-made, something Caleb had specially ordered. She only found out by accident when she glanced at his phone one day and saw the purchase record. It had been ordered two months ago. Vera did the math and was stunned. He had been preparing for this long before she even started getting impatient. Her heart swelled with emotion. And as soon as Caleb’s parents heard that their son had finally proposed, they wasted no time pushing them to get the marriage license. *One day, Vera overheard Caleb’s mother lecturing him. “Your dad and I weren’t expecting much from you. With how much ti