I'm Not a Backup Womb

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I'm Not a Backup Womb

Part 49's

Debby POV

I rushed into the room. I remove my tears rough because crying over the words of doctor Teddy is not appropriate for me who has been helped a lot by him. Sick? it's fine, but everyone has the right to help others with their own goals, and Dr. Teddy helped me because compassion is his right, that's what I need to remember. I Pack all my things that are not too much, it's time I stop bothering others.

"Debby, I have something to explain." Dr. Teddy followed me and stopped my packing by blocking my busy wrist from putting my clothes in my suitcase.

"Please, my hearing is still clear even though I have to listen while berberes." I answered to take my hand off her.

"Are you angry with me?" He asked gently with a full glance at me. I didn't return that look. I was busy with my clothes and stuff.

"For what I am angry, all that the doctor says is the right of the doctor. It's all true anyway." I answered casually, I pulled the corners of my lips so that the sadness would no longer be seen on my face.

"Debby, sit! It is not good to talk about problems with anger, sitting will make our hearts more calm." He said, patting the right side of the lip of the bed, where he is sitting.

"Who said we have a doc problem? I don't have the same problem as the doctor. I just feel like I owe the doctor." I said.

"I said sit down Debby, don't make me angry. And don't talk about debt. How many times have I told you I'm sincere Debby!" Clearly more forceful.

"I am a poor man, an orphan but living from the mercy of others is not my choice, from the beginning I have been looking for a boarding place, but the doctor forbids. And now the doctor says to others as if I have no self-respect." It was obviously me I couldn't stand anymore.

"Now you tell me what should I tell people about you? I can't say that you're divorced if you keep it a secret. I also can't say there's a connection with you to the professor because they know you're still with Debby." Clearly full of anger.

"Then why do you have to go where you don't want to go?"

Ask me.

"Because the only right and most comfortable place for me is just the parlour and Mother docks." I answered along with a clear grain coming out of my eyelids.

"So you're not comfortable being next to me? Hemm?" Doctor Teddy asked me a sharp look, I didn't answer. What answer should I give if the comfort given to me is just a pity, what difference does he have with the home donor for me.

"Geek me Debby!" Reciprocity.

"It's the doctor, I have to go!" I closed the suitcase and I took the device to order a taxi.

"Didn't you promise to take me to the airport tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow I'll be here again." I answered to the exit, Dr. Teddy kept following me. I was completely overwhelmed by his attitude this time around, the usually indifferent, cold and rude attitude turned into such a troublesome attitude.

"But I won't let you go." Doctor Teddy confronted me and stood right at the door.

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