Fall In Love With Lover: The Temptation of a Beautiful Secretary

He's Coming

I smiled when I heard it. "He's my friend, Doc." I answered as if.

"Oh, man. Where's her husband, miss? Why do you check the contents yourself?" ask her again and then let the nurse put something on my stomach. A cream that feels cold on the skin.

I was stunned to hear his question. I was confused as to what to answer. "My husband's out of town, Doc. It's probably a new night coming up" I replied. I'm confused as to what to reason.

"Oh .. okay. Now we check directly the condition of the uterus, yes." The doctor was holding a device like a scanner. Soon a big screen showed me how my uterus was. I also carefully watched him.

Ten minutes later...

After the examination was completed, I sat back down with this specialist. He then showed me the results of my gynecological condition now.

"The lining of the uterine wall is not as thick as most women in general. So this causes the fetus difficult to survive long in it. Simple terms, Miss content is weak so vulnerable to miscarriage." The doctor started telling me.

I scrunched my forehead. "Why is it like that, Doc? Is it a congenital disease?" I ask who is worried about myself.

The doctor thought for a moment. "Like to drink alcoholic beverages?" tanyakanya.

As I was surprised, I nodded slowly. I admit that my life wasn't far from drinking like that. Because it's impossible not to drink if it mingles with my target. But, since my knees feel weak after drinking, I so reduce the portion of my drink. And you could say it has now drastically reduced.

"That's, Miss. The content of alcoholic beverages is not good for the health of internal organs. So from now on, stay away from alcoholic beverages. Especially if the lady smokes. Combustion smoke will stick to the lungs." Doctor explained.

I just fell silent, feeling guilty to myself.

"At this time Miss's womb is experiencing severe injuries after the miscarriage yesterday. I recommend not having sex for the next three months. Even if it is a very emergency because the effect can endanger Miss herself," he said again.

"Is it that bad, Doc? Is there no other way?" ask again.

The doctor seemed to be trying to understand my needs. "If it is very forced, it may be possible to use safety. But it should not be too hard, it should be as gentle as possible. It's good that Miss and husband hold back because the risk posed is quite large. If you really want to have children, give the uterus time to recover itself for three months. Stop drinking alcoholic beverages and stop smoking or exposure to cigarette smoke. Hopefully after three months of pregnancy Miss can be normal like most women in general." He gave me hope.

"Good, Doc. I understand," I said.

"I give the drug with a high dose to be able to recover faster. Antibiotics should be used within three days. After that drink according to the instructions listed on the cover of the drug. Don't miss it, yes," he said again.

"All right, Doc." I also agree.

"May I recover, Miss Cecilia. Healthy always and happy accompany." Doctor prays.

"Thank you, Doc. I wish the Doctor was like that."

Today's examination was finally completed without any constraints. The nurse again helped me out of the check room. Arriving outside, I saw Alexander waiting with a look of dismay. Don't know why I feel sorry to see him. He was so loyal to me that I could not give love. Then who's wrong?

By nightfall, prepare to go home from the hospital..

The clock on the wall of my room showed at half-seven p.m. And at this moment the man who still faithfully accompanied me was Alexander. I wonder where Jackson is? To date, he has not returned my message. When I called the number, it was also redirected. I don't know why.

Could he be angry with me again?

I told Angela I was afraid Jackson was jealous and angry again because Alexander was here. But Angela assured me Jackson wouldn't be upset. He himself will give an explanation. I can be a little relieved. Because in fact there is no one else who can be asked for help other than himself.

"Cecilia, all the hospital fees have been paid off. We can come back tonight." Alexander came with a piece of paper.

"Let's see how much it costs?" I said sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Eh, can't. It's a secret company." Alexander forbade me to know. He quickly kept the piece of paper.

"Huh ...." I also exhaled in front of him.

He then sat down next to me. "Of course, don't think about it. Everything's fine. I'm right here." He said again.

I looked at him who was sitting a little away. I don't know why I see him always feeling guilty. Is my heart not in good condition? Or does conscience speak?

Where's angela, anyway? Why haven't you come yet?

I'm ready to go home tonight. But Angela hasn't come to pick me up yet. He said he was coming to take me home. But until now he has not come. I'm so worried, lest Alexander ever bring me back.

My hospital room has CCTV cameras at the entrance and bed area. There is also an outside corridor. I realized that this hospital was no ordinary hospital. My inpatient room is like a mini apartment with a kitchen, bathroom and guest sofa. Perhaps this room was an expensive VIP class. I don't know, I don't think it's worth thinking about it because Alexander has paid it off.

"Master, take a shower. Smell tofu!" I tried to throw him out.

"Eh?!" He was surprised too.

"But the afternoon hasn't taken a shower, has it? Sour, know!" i said again.

He immediately smelled his own scent, as if he believed what I said. She was so sweet and the perfume was so soothing.

Sir, if we could just be friends, maybe I'd be happier.

I wish I could be with Jackson without being hostile to Alexander. I just want to be his friend. But can it? Right now I'm still worried that what Jackson said is true.

"All right, I'll take a shower first." He's moving away.

"Eh, wait!" I'm holding.

He turned to look at me. "Cecilia?"

"I'm kidding, sir. Hahaha," I said then laughed in front of him.

"Basic." He rubbed my head too.

Alexander unhesitatingly showed his affection for me. He was so loving. I really want him to always be around me. Not as a lover, but as a friend. Can it?

Then I smiled at him. These few days he has been faithfully accompanying me in the hospital. It feels so bad to not be grateful at all. Yes, even if it's just a smile.

"Cecilia."

Shortly after, I saw a woman enter my hospital room. He let his hair fall out with a crochet shirt that opened on his arm. I was surprised to realize who was coming. He saw me with Alexander here.