Mike searched high and low in the house for Susanna but it seemed she had disappeared. He had seen some luggages and a note on top which read; "Hannah's Belongings"
He took the bag because he knew he will need it, especially if Susanna wasn't in Zades which he wished wasn't true.
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THREE WEEKS LATER
Mike's nostrils engulfed the delicate hint of vanilla in the air, and with it his brain flooded with pictures of her. Her face just as pretty as the first day he saw her when he had come back, her eyes twinkling with laughter and her teeth glistening as she smiled.So much time had passed since then, and all Mike had left of her was the occasional fleeting memory. He had lost the sound of her voice and the touch of her skin. His chest ached as he thought of what he had lost. No one had ever replaced her, and no one ever would.
The regret would come to him in quiet moments, such as when he was going to sleep or stopped to take a lunch break.
He was happy when he had heard that she was coming back the next day. He smiled as he saw Hannah gleaming with joy. She was sure happy to see her mother again.He took her out and they did some shopping together, Hannah choosing what she wanted to give to her mother. Well most of them were chocolates, ice cream and cakes.Just when they were done with shopping, Mike spotted a very beautiful ring just at a jewellery shop.It seemed more like a diamond and a sapphire joined together. It contains two interlocking rows of channel-set diamonds and gorgeous sapphires. The sapphire has a strong intense shade of bright blue that exhibit great brilliance and wonderful sparkle. One elegant row contains sixteen full cut diamonds totaling approximately twenty-five carats.It will look so beautiful on Susanna's finger. Especially now that he had planned to get all serious after she has come back from wherever she went to. It was the only way to keep her a
SYNOPSISA hot neurosurgeon for a cold Christmas party.Sounds like a perfect fake date, right?Wrong.I'm hisintern.I knew it was wrong to spread my legs for him.But I did it anyway.I was supposed to hand him scalpels.Instead, I handed him my V-card on a silver platter.It should've been a one-time thing.Except that now, I want more.I want to pretend to be his fiancee.Take him to that fancy party.A party where secrets will come out.Mine will too.A secret that I'm carrying in my belly...His little surprise gift.NB; IT does not in any way continue to THE HANDSIME MEDICAL DOCTOR. I want to make this a doctors romance series.Hope you like this second book!
EllisāHappy Thanksgiving, Smithson.āDr. Amelia Carverās voice jars me out of my step-by-step recollection of the tonsillectomy I scrubbed in on just a few hours ago.I canāt help it. Since the first moment I stepped inside an OR, my mind has been stuck there, and until Iām actually spending most of my time there, it will be. Itās like when youāre watching a TV series one episode at a time. You keep thinking about the last one and wondering what will happen in the next. On the other hand, if you binge watch, thereās no room for anxiety, just anticipation. You just keep going from one episode to another, getting lost in the flow until time has passed you by.God, I canāt wait to binge on surgeries, but right now, Iām just an intern, so I have to take what scraps off the table I can get and try not to piss off any of the resident
āIāll do it,ā I tell her. āIāll sing for you.āHer eyes grow wide. āYou can sing?āI nod. āWhat song is it?āāāWhat Child Is This?'ā she answers.āI know it.āI probably know every Christmas song by heart.āYouāll bring her to the hospital?ā I ask Mr. Piercing Dark Eyes.āSure,ā he answers.I leave the caroler to him and make my way up the platform. The other carolers seem surprised to see me, but they turn their faces forward and continue singing. I sing along. When the opening notes of āWhat Child Is This?ā start to play, I brace myself and start to sing as best as I can. I havenāt sung in public in a while, but thankfully, I still remember the lessons I learned when I was in the choir back in middle school. I just square my shoulders, tuck my stomach in, and open my mouth. My voice rings through the air, and after I hit the first few notes, the rest goes smoothly.When Iām done singing, I hear applause but I donāt have time to
RainierAs soon as we step inside Ellisās apartment, I place my hand on the back of her head and press my lips against hers. Iāve already taken off my coat in the elevator, so now I just let it fall to the floor.I pull her bonnet off. My fingers get lost in her hair and clutch a few tendrils as my lips crash down on hers over and over. Her hands grip my scarf and the frame of her glasses bumps against my nose as she kisses me back. The moan that escapes her throat echoes in my crotch.Itās not the best lip lock. Itās clumsy, like how she flirted with me. Messy. The edges of her teeth graze against my lower lip. Ellis clearly hasnāt had much practice. Either that or sheās lacking finesse because of that half glass of wine. Or maybe itās just nerves. She certainly seemed to have them on the way here. At any rate, I
EllisRainier?I stare at him with eyebrows arched. My arms hang at my sides. I feel like all the blood has been drained from my face, from my limbs, from my whole body, all rushing to my heart, which feels like itās about to explode from my chest at any second.It is Rainier. Those dark brown eyes are the same pools of melted chocolate I gazed into in between the most incredible kisses Iāve ever had. Those jet black curls are the same ones I tugged on while heā¦ well, I donāt want to remember that right now.My point is, itās Rainier, the same man I had Thanksgiving dinner and even more delicious sex with, except now he looks like a doctor, with the white coat and the black scrubs underneath. Does this meanā¦?āSmithson,ā Dr. Carverās voice jolts me out of my near panic attack. āShould I order a crash cart?āāN-no.āShe sighs. āI know Dr. Knight is a gorgeous male
RainierāTom.ā I hold my friendās gaze. āEverythingās fine. I was just trying to explain to Smithson here why I kicked her off my service today.āI glance at Ellis, who lets go of my arm and says nothing.āIs that so?ā Tom crosses his arms over his chest. āCare to share that reason with me?āāSure. Her mind just seems elsewhere today. Thatās all.āTom looks at Ellis. āWell, given the fact that you gave that poor man in the ER four stitches too many, I have to agree. Is something wrong, Smithson? Youāve been doing well until today.āāIām fine, Chief,ā Ellis answers, though without much confidence.Tom sighs. āWell, at any rate, you know attending physicians have the right to kick interns and even residents off their service. Although I do encourage them to provide their subordinates with plenty of chances for learning, even second chances, con
EllisWho does Rainier think he is?I ask myself the question as I tack a smiling reindeer to my bedroom door, replacing the sunflowers.I know heās an esteemed neurosurgeon whoās been in practice for several years now. I know heās my boss and the owner of the hospital I work in. I know I slept with him. That doesnāt mean he knows me, though, and that definitely doesnāt give him the right to say I donāt deserve to be a doctor.I let out a deep breath.Fine. Maybe I shouldnāt have said the same thing to him. I didnāt mean it anyway. I was just so upset that even though heās so rich, he wonāt do a pro bono surgery on one patient. Heās alr
RainierāDr. Carver, can I have a minute?ā I try to catch up to Amelia as she walks down the corridor.She doesnāt stop for a second or even slow down.I stop, put my hands on my hips and speak louder. āDr. Carver, donāt make me pull rank, because I will.āThat makes her stop in her tracks.Thatās right. Just because I wear a lab coat, people often think Iām just another doctor and forget that I also own the hospital. I donāt mind, but when I mean business, I will not be ignored.Amelia sighs and turns aroun
EllisWho does Rainier think he is?I ask myself the question as I tack a smiling reindeer to my bedroom door, replacing the sunflowers.I know heās an esteemed neurosurgeon whoās been in practice for several years now. I know heās my boss and the owner of the hospital I work in. I know I slept with him. That doesnāt mean he knows me, though, and that definitely doesnāt give him the right to say I donāt deserve to be a doctor.I let out a deep breath.Fine. Maybe I shouldnāt have said the same thing to him. I didnāt mean it anyway. I was just so upset that even though heās so rich, he wonāt do a pro bono surgery on one patient. Heās alr
RainierāTom.ā I hold my friendās gaze. āEverythingās fine. I was just trying to explain to Smithson here why I kicked her off my service today.āI glance at Ellis, who lets go of my arm and says nothing.āIs that so?ā Tom crosses his arms over his chest. āCare to share that reason with me?āāSure. Her mind just seems elsewhere today. Thatās all.āTom looks at Ellis. āWell, given the fact that you gave that poor man in the ER four stitches too many, I have to agree. Is something wrong, Smithson? Youāve been doing well until today.āāIām fine, Chief,ā Ellis answers, though without much confidence.Tom sighs. āWell, at any rate, you know attending physicians have the right to kick interns and even residents off their service. Although I do encourage them to provide their subordinates with plenty of chances for learning, even second chances, con
EllisRainier?I stare at him with eyebrows arched. My arms hang at my sides. I feel like all the blood has been drained from my face, from my limbs, from my whole body, all rushing to my heart, which feels like itās about to explode from my chest at any second.It is Rainier. Those dark brown eyes are the same pools of melted chocolate I gazed into in between the most incredible kisses Iāve ever had. Those jet black curls are the same ones I tugged on while heā¦ well, I donāt want to remember that right now.My point is, itās Rainier, the same man I had Thanksgiving dinner and even more delicious sex with, except now he looks like a doctor, with the white coat and the black scrubs underneath. Does this meanā¦?āSmithson,ā Dr. Carverās voice jolts me out of my near panic attack. āShould I order a crash cart?āāN-no.āShe sighs. āI know Dr. Knight is a gorgeous male
RainierAs soon as we step inside Ellisās apartment, I place my hand on the back of her head and press my lips against hers. Iāve already taken off my coat in the elevator, so now I just let it fall to the floor.I pull her bonnet off. My fingers get lost in her hair and clutch a few tendrils as my lips crash down on hers over and over. Her hands grip my scarf and the frame of her glasses bumps against my nose as she kisses me back. The moan that escapes her throat echoes in my crotch.Itās not the best lip lock. Itās clumsy, like how she flirted with me. Messy. The edges of her teeth graze against my lower lip. Ellis clearly hasnāt had much practice. Either that or sheās lacking finesse because of that half glass of wine. Or maybe itās just nerves. She certainly seemed to have them on the way here. At any rate, I
āIāll do it,ā I tell her. āIāll sing for you.āHer eyes grow wide. āYou can sing?āI nod. āWhat song is it?āāāWhat Child Is This?'ā she answers.āI know it.āI probably know every Christmas song by heart.āYouāll bring her to the hospital?ā I ask Mr. Piercing Dark Eyes.āSure,ā he answers.I leave the caroler to him and make my way up the platform. The other carolers seem surprised to see me, but they turn their faces forward and continue singing. I sing along. When the opening notes of āWhat Child Is This?ā start to play, I brace myself and start to sing as best as I can. I havenāt sung in public in a while, but thankfully, I still remember the lessons I learned when I was in the choir back in middle school. I just square my shoulders, tuck my stomach in, and open my mouth. My voice rings through the air, and after I hit the first few notes, the rest goes smoothly.When Iām done singing, I hear applause but I donāt have time to
EllisāHappy Thanksgiving, Smithson.āDr. Amelia Carverās voice jars me out of my step-by-step recollection of the tonsillectomy I scrubbed in on just a few hours ago.I canāt help it. Since the first moment I stepped inside an OR, my mind has been stuck there, and until Iām actually spending most of my time there, it will be. Itās like when youāre watching a TV series one episode at a time. You keep thinking about the last one and wondering what will happen in the next. On the other hand, if you binge watch, thereās no room for anxiety, just anticipation. You just keep going from one episode to another, getting lost in the flow until time has passed you by.God, I canāt wait to binge on surgeries, but right now, Iām just an intern, so I have to take what scraps off the table I can get and try not to piss off any of the resident
SYNOPSISA hot neurosurgeon for a cold Christmas party.Sounds like a perfect fake date, right?Wrong.I'm hisintern.I knew it was wrong to spread my legs for him.But I did it anyway.I was supposed to hand him scalpels.Instead, I handed him my V-card on a silver platter.It should've been a one-time thing.Except that now, I want more.I want to pretend to be his fiancee.Take him to that fancy party.A party where secrets will come out.Mine will too.A secret that I'm carrying in my belly...His little surprise gift.NB; IT does not in any way continue to THE HANDSIME MEDICAL DOCTOR. I want to make this a doctors romance series.Hope you like this second book!
He was happy when he had heard that she was coming back the next day. He smiled as he saw Hannah gleaming with joy. She was sure happy to see her mother again.He took her out and they did some shopping together, Hannah choosing what she wanted to give to her mother. Well most of them were chocolates, ice cream and cakes.Just when they were done with shopping, Mike spotted a very beautiful ring just at a jewellery shop.It seemed more like a diamond and a sapphire joined together. It contains two interlocking rows of channel-set diamonds and gorgeous sapphires. The sapphire has a strong intense shade of bright blue that exhibit great brilliance and wonderful sparkle. One elegant row contains sixteen full cut diamonds totaling approximately twenty-five carats.It will look so beautiful on Susanna's finger. Especially now that he had planned to get all serious after she has come back from wherever she went to. It was the only way to keep her a