Romantic Doctor

Romantic Doctor

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This is a story about a doctor whose passion to save the sick is nothing compared to anything else. One day, he meets with his new patient, Jocelyn who tries to commit suicide for reasons we shall find out in this bumper package! Doctor Eddie will do everything in his power to give Jocelyn a new purpose to live again and on the long run, the two young people fell in love! As always, there must be a stumbling block to everything success and this love isn't an exception. Will Eddie and Jocelyn overcome all their stumbling blocks and finally be together? Find out in this intriguing novel.

Romantic Doctor Chapter 1 The Begining

ROMANTIC DOCTOR

Episode 1

"I'm not gonna marry him mom...and that's final!" Jocelyn yelled, walking away from her mom who followed her immediately.

"You are gonna marry him because he's the man we've chosen for you!" Angeline snapped.

Jocelyn turned around to look at her. "I don't love Adam mom. I don't! Why is it so hard for you to understand? Huh?"

"Marrying Adam will only strengthen our families Jocelyn. It's only be going to increase our fame and popularity."

"That's all you ever care about mom! Why are you treating me this way? I'm your only daughter!"

"Of more reason why we want you to get married to a guy of our status. A guy who's worthy of becoming your man."

"So...it doesn't matter if I love him or not?" Jocelyn asked.

"Get married to him first and you will start loving him after that."

"You are unbearable mom." Jocelyn shook her head and left the house.

*

She got into her car downstairs and zoomed out of the massive compound.

She drove slowly on the road, so mad at everything.

She was only 23 but her mother was already forcing her to get married to the most arrogant man she's ever seen on Earth.

"Damn that b*stard. I don't know why he won't get the hell out of our lives! I don't love him. Is that too hard to understand?" Jocelyn asked herself.

She looked at herself in the rearview mirror and sighed.

Although flustered, she still looked as gorgeous and pretty as ever.

Jocelyn had this elegant beauty that drew so much attention to herself. She has gotten so used to the attention already.

But unfortunately, she couldn't believe that her mother was urging her to settle down with an arrogant cock.

*

She finally stopped the car in front of a house and switched off the engine before coming out.

Jocelyn walked to the main entrance of the house and walked in. She got into the living room and saw two of her friends chatting loudly and having drinks.

"Jocelyn!" Paula and Dianne called, a little bit surprised to see her.

Jocelyn didn't say a word as she sat on a sofa, looking pissed off.

"Are you okay?" Dianne asked, going to the bar to get another bottle of wine.

"It's my mom guys. She wouldn't stop pressuring me to marry that jerk." Jocelyn said angrily.

"Oh boy." Paula mumbled and buried her head in her palms.

Dianne returned with the wine and poured some of the drink in a glass for Jocelyn. "Take dear and come down. You don't have to get worked up all because of that."

"What can I do! That woman won't stop until she achieves her aim! I hate that guy with passion. He's not even handsome." Jocelyn sobbed as she gulped down the whole of her drink.

Her friends sat beside her, giving her the comfort she needed.

*

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Jocelyn got home and met her mom waiting for her in the living room. She tried walking past her but the woman stopped her.

"Stop right there young lady. Where are you coming from?"

"Where else? I've been with Diane and Paula." She replied.

"After walking away from our discussion? Why have you become so spoilt?" Angeline snapped.

Jocelyn turned to look at her. "Well I've always been spoilt mom because you made that possible. I'm only getting worse all because of you!"

"Shut that mouth up." Angeline warned.

"I'm going to my room. I've had a very stressful day." Jocelyn said and walked away straight to her room.

Jocelyn got into her big room, took off her shoes and laid flat on the bed.

She sobbed, really sad about what was about happening to her.

All her life, she had always wanted a cute guy who would love her so much like his own life.

She remembered her first meeting with Adam and shook her head as more tears came out.

It had been so boring and frustrating with his stupid thick hair and beard.

Although he was nice to her, she hated the way he talked to the waitress who served them.

"He's got a horrible voice!" Jocelyn cried out, kicking her legs in the air.

After crying for a while, she slept off.

*

*

***Three weeks later***

Adam Dixon stepped out majestically from his car as soon as his bodyguard opened up the door.

He looked around as he stood, adjusting his tie. As usual, that arrogant look was sitting in his face.

He was standing in front of Jocelyn's house. They were having a date and he had come to pick her.

Adam turned to look at Carl, his bodyguard. "Go and inform my pretty angel that I'm here for her." He spoke with confidence as he looked at Carl.

"Yes boss. Right away." Carl said. He turned to go but the main entrance to the house opened and Jocelyn showed up.

She stood in front of the door, glaring hard at Adam. She came down from the front lawn and walked down the driveway to meet him.

"You are finally here. I was waiting for you." Adam said, moving closer to her.

Jocelyn scoffed and moved back. "Really? Don't you ever get tired?"

Adam's brows raised. "Get tired of what?"

"Showing your ugly face in front of me? I really can't believe you had a meeting with my mom to force me on a date I don't wanna go!"

"You are My wife to be and you won't talk to me like that!" Adam snapped.

Jocelyn stared at him, amazed and laughed. "Wife to be? Me?"

"Yes. You. There's nothing you can do about it. Now get into that car and let's go. We have a very romantic day ahead of us." Adam said, holding her hand.

"Let me go! You don't have to drag me!" Jocelyn yelled, yanking her hand from him.

Furiously, she walked towards the car.

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“This is a story about a doctor whose passion to save the sick is nothing compared to anything else. One day, he meets with his new patient, Jocelyn who tries to commit suicide for reasons we shall find out in this bumper package! Doctor Eddie will do everything in his power to give Jocelyn a new purpose to live again and on the long run, the two young people fell in love! As always, there must be a stumbling block to everything success and this love isn't an exception. Will Eddie and Jocelyn overcome all their stumbling blocks and finally be together? Find out in this intriguing novel.”
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Chapter 1 The Begining

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Chapter 2 I'm not going to marry him

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Chapter 3 Meeting the cute doctor

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Chapter 4 The flirty nurse

02/03/2022

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Chapter 5 Recovering

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Chapter 6 The begining of jealousy

02/03/2022

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Chapter 7 Adam and Lucio

02/03/2022

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Chapter 8 Back home

02/03/2022

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Chapter 9 Persistent devil

02/03/2022

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Chapter 10 Eddie's visit

02/03/2022

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Chapter 11 The growing love

04/03/2022

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Chapter 12 The date

04/03/2022

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Chapter 13 The confrontation

05/03/2022

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Chapter 14 His spoilt Jocelyn

07/03/2022

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Chapter 15 Jocelyn's first visit

10/03/2022

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Chapter 16 Waiting room

14/03/2022

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Chapter 17 The news of the divorce

15/03/2022

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Chapter 18 Intruder

17/03/2022

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Chapter 19 Deeper in love

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Chapter 20 The jealous nurse

22/03/2022

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Chapter 21 First fight

25/03/2022