The Billionaire's Hired Ex-wife Is A Skilled Doctor のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

The Wilson family mansion was huge and opulent, so fancy that every single interior and exterior design of the house screamed great luxury. The plush appearance was not excluded of all of their workers, donned in perfect silk uniforms of great quality and working endlessly to meet their job quota for the day. And for the first time in a long while, they saw the young master of the house, Liam, visiting his parents. Ever since he left home to study medicine and fell in love with his education, it had been so hard to see him around except on rare occasions. However, it was not a special day, and yet he had visited and was having lunch with his parents in their deluxe living room where everything looked perfect. Though the table was long and large enough to fit twelve people, only three were seated around the table closely to one another, eating almost in silence. His father, Austin Wilson, the owner of WILLAND hospital, and his mother, Tracy Cheng, the foundation director, were sitti

Nadia had been sitting at the dining table for minutes after she had gotten home and changed, staring at the bowl of fruit that she had cut, unable to eat it. She had been feeling so exhausted with her thoughts and feeling emotionally drained, her mind ruminating over and over about how she was garbage, meant to be tossed hopelessly by people. Though something in her other mind had tried to refute the admission of such about herself, her brain had strongly processed the self-sabotage it wanted to believe.She had been trying to feel better and improve her mood. She had no idea what to do to make herself feel better, making continuing her ongoing book even harder. She had no one to talk to, no family to confide in, and could not tell the only friend she had. She was just sad on her own. Worst of all was that she didn't even know how to make herself happy and get over the negativity that she had been feeding herself with. "Sweetheart," Stacy called out as soon as she entered with a

It was evening at Ryan's house, and Stacy had arrived there, as it had been marked in her schedule for his session. As usual, he had served the fruit he figured was her favorite on a plate, and a nice, tasty high-quality champagne to accompany it. Though she would always refuse his kind gesture, he would not give up until she had yielded. "We have been so distant these days, Doctor Stacy," Ryan mentioned with a modest smile as he took the seat beside Stacy after their first routine checkup. "Sorry about that. I've had quite a lot on my schedule these days," Stacy said with an apologetic look, knowing what he said was true. "That is fine. I have been busy too," he responded with a light chuckle, while tapping rhythmically on his lap like he had more to say than just what he had said. He wanted to tell her everything that was going on with him, and what had kept him busy at the hospital. Every single detail. "How have you been doing?" Stacy inquired, watching his face keenly like s

Stacy had been so conflicted and confused about everything her friend had told her, and how things were going with her and Liam after the mistake that happened between them. Every hope she had for them to be together just came crumbling, when it was for a fact that it seemed like Liam was avoiding the situation from what Nadia said. "And he has a girlfriend too. Her name is Evelyn Garcia, and she is a new doctor in the hospital too," Nadia's words rang in her ears again and again. 'Liam had a girlfriend?' Stacy wondered endlessly, trying to comprehend the new information that she had never heard in her life, 'And a doctor at that? Did he date someone in medical school without her knowledge?' she pondered endlessly. 'Should she call him to ask him?' Stacy thought to herself again, and dismissed the thought almost instantly. 'As much as she was so curious about everything that was going on. She didn't want to ruin things finally between Liam and Nadia,' Stacy thought to herself agai

Nadia stood at the edge of the hospital rooftop as her eyes watched the bustling city, which was going on just at the same ground level as the hospital's first floor. The cool evening air swirled around her its peace and tousled through her hair, as she closed her eyes tightly to feel the calmness she had come to the place she had come to. The day seemed so long and exhausting with the influx of VIP patients that they had, and she spent all day walking nonstop without taking a rest. Barely an hour she had to herself after the events that had left her weary and drained, she left the midst of her other colleagues at the office to spend it alone away from the world. From her sadness. Sipping slowly on the iced raspberry juice she had brought with her, Nadia closed her eyes and took a deep breath to savor the icy sweetness of the drink, when a voice shattered the stillness around her. "Dr. Nadia," the person called out, with a fearfully familiar tone. 'Maybe she was hearing things agai