That Doctor Is Mine

“Watch that ah!” he ordered

Alexendris turned to him. “Where are you going?”

“I’ll call papa. Because I’m absent right now. Thank you.” his sarcastic answer

“No need. I let you know.”

He reached for the spoon and tasted what was being cooked. Celestine sat on the high stool. Alexendris was in front of him.

“Edi okay.”

“Taste this. I don’t know if it’s right or it’s super sour.”

He stood up to taste what it was cooking. He added salt and then stirred. He turned off the stove after a while.

“It’s okay! Didn’t I tell you. It’s just basic. It’s delicious but of course mine is even tastier. I’m your teacher.”

They looked up at the kitchen entrance. Si Hera. Carrying attachè cases. There was even shock in the woman’s eyes as she looked at them.Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

“What are you doing here Hera?” Alexendris asked crookedly

The woman sneezed. “I delivered some important papers. It’s confidential so I brought it myself. I’ll get a sub today … just to help you.”

Alexendris face turned murderous. “Haven’t I said it correctly that I’ll be out for two days? I didn’t say I need your appearance”

Celestine saw that Hera was offended by what Alexendris had said. He slapped the young man hard on the arm. He stared at her.

“Maybe you want to use a dot Alexendris? Take it easy. It’ll be good to help you more!” he turned to Hera. “All right. You’re here first. Come eat with us so you can work properly.”

“Sa.. lamat.” Hera’s eyes turned to Alexendris. “Here are the important papers. I’ll report later.”

Alexendris quietly took what Hera handed him then left the kitchen. Napailing sya. Not even really thankful. Attitude really.

“Sit down first.”

Just now Hera looked at him. Woman just nodded. He took the plate and put it on the table.

“You two look so pretty close.” said Hera. “Do you two have a relationship?”

He stopped what he was doing. He looked up at Hera. He already knew the answer there, of course, but the tone of Hera’s voice was what he didn’t know why. Why is that?

“Ah ..”

“Dris and I have known each other for a long time but he didn’t even need to invite me to his house. Except for William’s birthday.” its story

He was a little uncomfortable with what Hera was saying even though the woman was just telling a story. He just remained silent while setting the table.

“We had so much fun then. We were like a whole family. William finally felt having a father.”

He stopped what he was doing because he already knew what the woman in front of him was pointing at. He met her gaze.

“I’ve known Dris for a long time. I know he’s really hot-headed but I understand him. I know him very well and I accept his whole personality.”

His forehead furrowed. Even if he feels annoyed. She calms herself.

“What do you want to say?”

Hera took a deep breath then approached him. He held out her hand.

“I know you’re a good woman Celestine. I can see that, and I knew very well that a woman like you doesn’t deserve to be hurt. Alexendris … He’s not good for you. He has so many secrets and it will hurt you.”

“A-what?”

“As long as you can. Run that Celestine. You won’t never like to be a wife of Courner’s heir. She’ll just destroy you.”

He withdrew his hand and then frowned at the woman.

“I do not understand you.”

“Once he marries you. You’ll end up just like his mother. So just now you ran.”

They both looked at the kitchen entrance when Alexendris entered. Still frowning.

“What are you two doing?”

Hera answered. “We’re just talking.” Hera turned to him. “Thank you for letting me stay.”

He just nodded in response. They ate together. As if nothing happened. Hera moved casually as she went everywhere with her mind. He used to be annoyed but now.

She’s more curious.

He was SITTING. Watching Alexendris work. What Hera said earlier was still playing on his mind. He was very curious about what he was referring to.

He would have asked in case Alexendris seemed to be menstruating again when he lost sight of it. Hera is outside.

Released by Alexendris.

“I’m hungry.”

Alexendris’s eyebrows rose. It’s still poker face. “You just eat.”

He crossed his arms. He matched the pokerface of the interlocutor.

“I want a mango with soy sauce. I saw a mango earlier in the kitchen!”

“You had eaten so much earlier. Where are you going to put that food in your stomach?” Alexendris asked, frowning

“That’s my problem. I want mangoes.”