"You should raise your legs a bit above this level, and then try to match up with the pace of the leg press. We will go for two minutes and then increase the weight and number of minutes with time," Stacy stood in front of Carlton as she re-positioned his legs on the machine, and helped him get ready for the exercise. She was dressed in comfortable sports clothes that she had brought along intending to make him exercise, and also wanted to ensure that she would not rile him up till their session for the day ended. She wanted to have her first successful training day with him. "Please inform me when it gets too uncomfortable. We do not want you to push beyond your limits," she constantly reminded him as his legs went back and forth, steadily for many minutes, while she had in her hand a stopwatch to record his progress from the previous records she had gone through. Carlton continued the exercise carefully and calculatively with so many thoughts in his mind, which was centered on
Nadia's head hung tiredly by the side of the bus she had entered home, with her mind wandering endlessly in the weariness of the unexpected fact that she had just stumbled upon. It was so unbelievable to know that the new doctor who was even better in attitude than every other person in their department, was a direct offspring of the family that owned the hospital. 'How unbelievable!'"Nadia……" Stacy's voice trailed happily as soon as she heard the door open, and walked up to welcome the only friend of hers, who she had been expecting since she got home. "Hey babe," Nadia smiled. "Come in," she greeted and tugged Nadia's cheeks as she made her way inside, "You look tired," Stacy observed looking at the stress etched upon her face, "Come, I cooked something nice for you already," she added as she ushered her in. As they both sat in the dining room to eat the waffles and chicken that Stacy made for dinner, Nadia's mind continued to wander endlessly in thoughts of how she would act ar
"Please, hold my hand and try to stand up," Stacy offered to Carlton as soon as she pushed him to the garden, as she readied her mind for whatever would come out of trying to make him exercise his legs by walking.'Last time, it didn't end well,' she reminded herself. "Do you think that is a nice idea, doctor? I have weight and you have a smaller body frame. We can both fall if I miss my steps," Carlton speculated as he stared into her eyes with doubt, remembering what happened between them not quite long ago at the same place. Stacy darted her eyes instantly to another direction when it felt as if his eyes would bore deep into her soul and answered, "Please, do not bother about that. Just watch my steps and do as I tell you." "I can use the walker instead," he persisted again but she smiled instead. "I have my reasons, Mr. Howard," she assured, and knelt before him to adjust the pads that she had attached to his knees. She also checked the ones around his elbow to be sure they
"Please, Mr. Howard. A friend is coming in my car. It developed a minor fault this morning. Can you talk to the security at the neighborhood gate? They have confirmed the car bio-data, but they want to be sure that it is not stolen," Stacy walked up to meet Carlton during their break time, after Liam called her that he had fixed her car and brought it. It was his day off, and he offered to do it willingly for her that morning when he called, and was told by her that the car developed a minor fault. James was the one who had gone to pick her up at the gate as early as she could that morning, after she called him to inform him about what happened. "Sorry for the inconvenience. It is for security reasons," he answered her instantly, and grabbed his phone immediately to text James to inform them. He was feeling so rejuvenated after he went up to take his bath again, while the housekeeper served a compulsory lunch that Stacy asked for. "Thank you," she murmured gratefully and proceeded
"I do not think I'm obliged to say to you the type of relationship between me and my friend, Mr. Howard," Stacy answered sternly when he had asked her the same question since she arrived the second time. "But I answer every one of your questions. Should you not answer mine as my doctor?" He asked her again, not caring about the manner in which she snapped at him. Even if he was angry, he couldn't show it. "Not this kind of personal question, Mr. Howard. Anything related to your health is a question I want to hear you ask me," he explained to him, hoping that he would desist from asking her again. 'Actually, for some reason, she liked that he was curious. He had made her feel unworthy when they were together, so maybe seeing her with a guy who might be her lover was making him uncomfortable,' Stacy thought to herself. "I love him and he treats me nicely. Are you fine with the answer?" She sassed, not looking at him as she took out his patient's chart from her bag. "I just wanted t
The atmosphere in the physiotherapy department of WILLAND hospital was bright and lively, infused with a sense of purpose as patients sought solace and healing within its walls while nurses and doctors attended to them. In one of the V-VIP wards was Liam standing, and beside him was Nadia, who was following him keenly with a sense of greater respect. They moved from one patient to another, carefully assessing their needs and informing them of every necessary treatment plan, as well as every rehabilitation process that was left for them to complete. After they were finally done, they both made their way out of the ward. "Why do I get a feeling that you might have been avoiding me?" Liam suddenly broke the unusual silence between him and Nadia, ever since they had been working together. She had been giving professional replies whenever he asked her about any patient's information, without her usual jokes and slight teasing. He noticed that something was wrong, but he had not been able
Stacy drove back home with her face etched with lines of worry and fatigue, which reflected the weight of the conflicting emotions that had been in her head since she left Carlton's house. She had been so bothered too about what she was sure she heard her heart do. Her mind traveled back to the fleeting moment that momentarily occurred between them and almost caused her peace. Time seemed to slow as they leaned closer in the water, with their lips mere inches apart, and eyes locked while searching for answers from each other. And just as the unthinkable might have just happened, Stacy called Carlton's name so sharply before he made the move of violating the theory of the doctor-patient session. "Mr. Howard? Can you move….." Stacy tried to catch her breath as she spoke slowly, "Can you move your feet? You seem not to be propelling as I asked you to?" She had switched the conversation so abruptly and suddenly, that someone who was passing at the moment would never have had the slighte
A sleek black limousine pulled into the driveway and glided to a graceful halt as its doors swung open, revealing the ethereal sight of the lady who stepped out of the luxurious car. Her beautiful dress was an exquisite designer piece that was made with shimmering sequins and lace, attracting people's attention to her, and they wondered who she was as she made her way inside. Seeing the luxuriousness of the banquet room filled with elites that she had stepped into, Stacy was reminded of the kind of opulent life she would have lived, if she decided to remain the wife of a billionaire, regardless of how Carlton felt about her. 'If she had just decided to enjoy her life to the fullest, throw lavish parties, and make new friends that lived the same extravagant way, she wondered what was going to have become of her and Carlton's relationship. Would he have eventually loved her?'Stacy got her phone to call her brother Hudson instantly that she had arrived, since he was the one who had inv