That Doctor Is My Husband

thoscope. It was her first day working under Dr. Adrian, and she couldn't shake the sense of unease in her c

arp mind and unwavering dedication to his patients. His presence commanded res

le she worked closest with. They had married under the most complicated of circumstances, a marriage forged in silence, away fr

her eyes scanning the patients being rushed in and out. She had to focus. She had

present. It was Dr. Adrian, his voice calm yet authoritative. "You'll

ained for years, but nothing could prepare her for the anxiety of

een a strategic move, one that had been driven by personal reasons, a binding contract between two people who had thei

in a small chapel, with no one but the two of them present. No family, no friends-just the tw

he reality had been far more complicated than that. The more time they spent together, the more they began to l

uld she ever allow herself to. Dr. Adrian had made it clear that their relationship was to remain private-untouched by the gossip that could easil

r a brief moment, his eyes unreadable. There was a cool professionalism in his demeanor that

etween them. It was as if the air around them was thick with unspoken words, e

. She had always admired his skill and confidence, but now, after being married to him for months, she saw him through a different lens

task at hand. But in the back of her mind, she couldn't shake the feeling that

longer she could keep pretend