Finding True Love

The most arrogant Doctor

Risha POV

“He is the doctor attending me,” mum-mum replied with a smile. “Handsome, right?” mum-mum whispered, and me being me denied that. “Hello. I am Dr. Alex Donovan,” the handsome hunk answered my previous question. “Risha Mishra,” I gave him a small smile which he returned with a curt nod. Arrogant. Aren’t I too quick to judge him? Yeah, whatever. He started checking mum-mum. “Looks like you are doing great,” he said to mum-mum sweetly. “Yeah, she is doing great cause I am here,” mum-mum chuckled, hearing my answer.

“Ok, mum-mum, I have to go back to the hospital. Take care. See you soon,” Mr. Donovan told mum-mum after a little while. We were talking before that, well, most likely me and Mr. Donovan bickered over every topic. He was a little jerk towards me and me as well, giving him the same treatment.

But what caught my attention the most was he called her mum-mum. How dare he, it’s only me who can call her mum-mum. “What did you address her?” I asked him rudely.

“Mum-mum,” he answered, rolling his eyes.

“You can’t address her mum-mum, only I can,” I argued with him.

“Well, you can’t tell what I should do or what not,” he arrogantly replied.

“You…” I was going to argue more, but mum-mum stopped me.

“It’s ok, dear. What’s wrong with that? Both of you can call me mum-mum. You both are my child,” mum-mum tried to convince me, caressing my head.

“No. I won’t share you with anyone,” I stubbornly argued. She was the only one who loved me, cared for me. And I was afraid to let her anyone else.

“Like I care,” that arrogant jerk muttered. “Bye mum-mum. Love you,” he said as he exited the room.

I don’t know why his attitude bothers me that much. He talked with mum-mum like I didn’t even exist. But one thing, I was glad that he was good towards mum-mum. If he weren’t, I would have killed him already. After he left, mum-mum told me a lot of things about him. Like how he has taken care of mum-mum in the last two weeks. He was staying there with mum-mum when no one wasn’t. He became a son to her in the last couple of weeks. But that doesn’t mean he can be a jerk towards me. I was jealous of him. Why does mum-mum like him that much? I know mum-mum loves me also, but still, I am jealous.

Mum-mum and I were sitting in the garden. I told her about my internship at St Thomas’. So she was happy for me. And more comfortable because I am going to stay here with her.

In the evening, mum-mum and I had a quality time. We were watching dramas, having a lot of fun when that jerk returned from hospital. “Good evening, mum-mum,” he just greeted mum-mum.

“I am here also.”

“Ops… Sorry, I didn’t notice,” he coldly replied. s**t, did I say that loud! “That proves you don’t have eyes to see beautiful things,” I replied while smirking to cover my embarrassment.

“Good jokes. Hahaha…” he mocked me —that jerk! I was going to answer, but he was long gone.

Mr. Jerk, my nickname for Alex, returned to the drawing-room after freshening up. “How was your day?” mum-mum asked him. “Not too bad, not too good, and a little bit tiring,” he replied, throwing himself on the couch beside mum-mum.

“You know, Alex, Ria is an intern of St Thomas’. She is going to work there from tomorrow. As you work there as well, I can rest assured, giving her responsibility to you.”

“Mum-mum, there’s no need. I can go there by myself. I don’t need a babysitter,” I argued with her.

“I also don’t babysit. She is mature enough to take care of herself. And even if she messes up, I will take care of things. So you don’t have to worry, mum-mum,” Mr. jerk assured mum-mum.

Wait!! What did he say? Do I look like a trouble maker to him? “Don't you think you are too much over confident?”

“It's called confident, not over confident. And yes, I am. You got any problem with that?” 'Let me break this so-called confidence of yours,' I mused.

“There isn’t any problem that I can’t solve,” I replied in the same tone as his. “We’ll see.” “Yeah, will see,” I told him confidently.

Mum-mum was watching us while we were bickering. She was smiling. Why is she smiling, watching us like that! I’ll ask her later. “Dinner is ready,” Bella informed us. “We’ll be there in 2 minutes, Bella,” mum-mum ensured her.

“Let’s go for dinner. You two can continue your gossip there,” mum-mum told us half-jokingly, half-seriously. “We aren’t gossiping,” we yelled in unison. “Yeah, more like fighting,” mum-mum replied.

We went to the dining without further argument cause we knew she was right. Mum-mum sat in the head chair, and we sat beside her, facing each other. Bella served us food. “It’s both of yours and Alex’s favorite,” mum-mum told us. I felt jealous of Alex. Why did mum-mum arrange his favorite food too! We finished our dinner silently. Well, I was silent; I didn’t want to start a fight with Alex again. Mum-mum and Alex were talking the whole time.

“Risha, Baby, are you okay? You were unbelievably silent the whole dinner. What happened, dear?” mum-mum asked while we were in her room. I was going to sleep with her, not wanting to leave her alone.

“Yes, mum-mum, I am okay. I didn’t want to start a fight against Alex while eating,” I told her the truth.

“Baby, Alex is a good boy. I think you should be a little more flexible with him,” why is mum-mum defending him. Couldn’t she see he was the one who was a jerk!

“Mum-mum, I think he is the one who should be more flexible towards me.” She didn’t reply, just smiled. Why is she smiling again!

“Mum-mum, why are you smiling? I saw you before while we were fighting. You are smiling now also. Why so?”

“Aww, it’s nothing, baby. It’s just you both looked cute while fighting,” she gushed.

“Mum-mum, you are overthinking. Now enough with this fighting thing; you should take your medicine,” I said, trying to change the topic of Alex.

“Can’t I just skip the medicine part?” mum-mum whined.

“No, you can’t. Now take this,” I gave mum-mum her medicine. She took those while complaining like a child.

Mum-mum was going to read novels for me like times in the old times. But I stopped her. “Mum-mum, now it’s my turn. From now on, I am going to read it for you.”

“You are treating me like a child,” she whined. “Well, aren’t you one,” she just smiled, hearing my answer.

After a while, mum-mum falls asleep. I closed the book and put it on the nightstand. I kissed mum-mum’s forehead and wished her good night. She was exhausted. She did a lot for me; now it’s my turn. Then I went to sleep beside her. Tomorrow will be a new start, and let’s hope for the best.