That Doctor Is Mine

“Did you fight? Why is my hand so sore ?!”

“You have a lot of questions.” its complaint but in a calm voice

He narrowed his eyes even though the man was closed. He is already concerned. It’s still rugged. Tsk!

“Aw! Fuck!” its moan

He intended to increase the amount of alcohol in his hand. She smiled smugly before saying ‘ops’. The young man thought he would be killed but he didn’t retreat his hands.

“I know your behavior is bad but we can still change it.” aniya. “It’s just like being grateful when someone concerns you.”

“Did I tell you to care? Not, right? So shut up. Clean my wound.”

His jaw moved at the bwiset because of his answer. She smiled plastically at the young man.

“Is that so?”

“Aw! Fuck! Let go of my fucking hand!” He hissed loudly

He held one of his hands tightly as he pressed cotton on his fist despite Alexendris howling in pain.

“Just wait. It’s close.” She said in a sing-song voice

“Celestine! Stop it! Goddamn it! It hurts.”

He felt pity so he stopped. He stood then waved in front of it. It bit the fist that was hurt.

“It hurts, doesn’t it? That’s how the people around you feel every time you speak. It hurts. Do you want to grow old alone? How can you find a woman. The forever if that’s how you tend to beat you ?!” shivered his sermon

“I’d rather live alone than make a goddamn effort to someone who would live me eventually. I’d rather be ruthless than be nice to someone who would take advantage of me.” it raised the gaze

She paused for a moment as soon as their eyes met. His eyes were cold but there are something more to it.

She is in pain.

“I don’t need any love from any people who would just hurt me.” He said through gritted teeth. “I’d rather kill or die than love Celestine.”

He let out a violent breath then patted the man’s forehead. His eyes widened. Shock of her reaction.

“I thought you were just lacking in caring. You also lacked courage. You know, you’re just afraid to try because you haven’t felt the joy of someone who loves you.”

His jaw clenched. He slapped her hand away and glared.

“Your words won’t change anything.”

“Incapable.” he sat down next to it. “You just have to try. Will you just allow pure pain? Of course there should be fun.”

Suddenly the young man became silent so he turned to it to find out what it was thinking. He just looked straight at the wounds on his hand that he had bandaged.

“Try?” he murmured

When he laughed, he stood up. He just followed the look on it.

“I’m used of this life. I don’t need whatever you’re talking about. Go home. I shouldn’t have told you to come.” the man went back to being rude

She just followed the man’s gaze as he walked away. Celestine sighed. He was shaken.

“She really lacks aruga. Tss.”

CHAPTER NINE

HIS FIST CLOSED. He stayed for awhile inside his car, trying to calm his self down after seeing the same place after years, before he decided to step out of the car.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Even though he didn’t want to follow his father’s order to go to his house. He still came. Not because he had no choice but because he had a feeling he had something important to know.

“It’s here sir! I’ll just tell señor that you’re already here.” friendly opening by the butler of the mansion

Alexendris roamed his eyes around the room. It’s the same as the day his mother died. This is still the place where her mother suffered. He snorted.

Hell in disguise

“Alexendris! I didn’t expect you to really come. How’s you?”

His eyes turned to the woman who was only five years older than him. She’s wearing a floor-length red dress even if there’s no ocassion. The smile is bright but her eyes reflect evilness behind that smile.

She’s Bernadette. His father’s third wife.

“I get even better now that I stopped seeing your face.” he said directly

Alexendris saw how her smile almost fade but because she’s a great pretender. Her smile remains.

“Is that how great you are your mother? You’ve been missing for a long time. Your dad missed you.” it added

He walked casually in the sofa and slumped himself. His blue eyes bore once again at her. He saw the simple hovering of its gaze on him.

“I only have one mother and it’s not you woman and even if I die. My father would never miss me. For what? He has four wives. That’s enough to give him an heir.” pasaring nya

He heard footsteps. Her father is coming so she meant to tell you. To make it clear that he has no interest in anything about family wealth. He’d rather die in poverty than carry the same curse that killed his mother.

“Alexendris.”

Alexendris stood up to face his father. His jaw clenched. This includes the first wife and third behind.

“What is this? Reunion of your wives?” He spat sarcastically

“Don’t talk like this to your father-”

“Shut up!” He cut Esmeralda, the first wife, “I am not talking with you.”