Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 1012

Maria watched as the doctor, with a surprisingly deft hand, started to administer an IV to Maja, allowing her to breathe a sigh of relief.

The young doctor continued to speak.

“Has she been overly stressed lately? Make sure she eats well, and her stomach condition can't be neglected any longer. It needs to be taken care of.”

His fingers gently brushed the sweat from Maja's forehead, lingering there momentarily.

“She should be fever-free in about an hour. Have the kitchen prepare something stomach-friendly for her. She hasn't eaten in two days.”

Maria felt a bit perplexed, thinking the doctor's demeanor was unusually intimate, but upon closer inspection, she couldn't find anything amiss.

She pointed to the security camera in the hallway.

“Doctor, since this is your first time here, be aware that we have surveillance cameras. It's monitored 24/7.”

What she implied was that if he tried to pull anything on Maja while she was gone, he wouldn't be leaving Rosewood Manor tonight.

The doctor chuckled.

“I won't ruin a friend's reputation.”

Maria found his voice incredibly soothing and gentle. With a bit of worry still lingering, she headed downstairs.

She usually preferred to make the soup for Maja personally but decided to leave two maids outside Maja's room for safety.

“If this new doctor tries anything, shout. I'll send the security guys up.”

Everyone at Rosewood Manor was loyal to Maja, having been employed by Holden. They were all very thorough and caring.

The maids nodded and quickly headed upstairs.

The young doctor sat by Maja's bedside, silently watching her.

He wanted to brush the hair from her face several times but feared it would cross a boundary and make her uncomfortable.

She had someone she liked now and had made up her mind. He was the one who had missed their appointment. It was all his fault, so he shouldn't disturb her anymore.

But the other side of him was rebellious and hard to control. If he wasn't careful, he might hurt her.

He couldn't risk destroying the happiness she had fought so hard for, and he had to watch over her.

An hour later, Maja woke up.

Relieved at the sight of her familiar ceiling, she turned her head to find a familiar voice nearby. “Awake?”

Maja stiffened, struggling to sit up in disbelief. Patric, what was he doing here?

She opened her mouth to shout, but he swiftly covered it with his hand.