Love Under Scalpel: My Ex, My Doctor

Camila slipped into the b

the edge of the bed, clutching the cake bo

the four slices insi

her side and crouched down, immed

iffed and held out the box. "If you eat s

ical to something Camila had heard before, and the memor

ting her daughter further. She summoned a smile, nodded, a

ad at all when

al mother rather than her sister, but she had always kept that knowledge to herself. She

until the little girl had

and gazed up at her with unmistakable longing. "Camila,

ea completely d

an a tool, permitting her to return home only after sh

daughter, holding her close and drifting

ila opened her arms and g

. Yet the tiny arm draped over Camila's chest still bore unmistakable traces of the treatmen

nd pressed a gentle kiss

lute settled i

ver, she would take her daughter an

g day fell o

e appointment she had arra

rovided greater privacy, using that a

g Camila might resent her for what had happened yesterd

on, Camila chose a few mild attractions at an amusement

able. Once they were finally seated and preparing to order, Camila casually raised her eyes. The sight before her made

ck suit, its understated refinement per

ly on his face as his long, elegant fingers turned one page after another. Under the restauran

about him, an intimidating coldness tha

er eyes fell on Zoey. One glance at the child's unmistakable resemblance

to leav

n a waitress appeared beside the

have today?" the waitr

s. Thankfully, he remained absorbed in his

nly make them more conspicuous. If she wanted to avoid

ontrol, Camila accepted a

er to stay away from anything you're not al

ax. After a morning spent enjoying herself, her lively personality had returned in

aitress, her delicate features bright with innocence. "Could you a

ly interesting. The guest at VIP table 6 has the same allergy. Pepper alle

ty immediately drew Zoey's atte

rl's view. But it was already too late. The instant Camila looked

b straight into her throat. Every muscle in her body