The Doctor's Wife (A Sequel)

Chapter 3- Hidden Agendas

EMILY'S POV

Having a college degree feels like the very first and real accomplishment that I have ever done in my life. Not that my purpose in life is finished, or that I should celebrate and expect life to be easy from now on, but because it feels like this is an indication of me gearing up for the real world, of me being prepared for real life.

It feels surreal, knowing that I have surpassed the dread of studying, doing projects, catching deadlines, and listening to those long-ass lectures and now my graduation is waving next week.

I feel like I'm now a bolder and more prepared Emily Maxwell than before.

I have never been this happy and contented in my whole life.

Xander has been really supportive and patient with me, and I couldn't be any more thankful. I didn't expect him to be so passionate, dedicated, and just so...loving.

Aside from being insanely good-looking, Xander is also surprisingly smart, like really smart at the genius levels. He was able to help me a lot with our thesis, and in my studies in general.

I guess all those heartbreaks and confusion that he had caused me before were all worth it after all...

Honey, the show is just getting started. Don't be too overconfident, mmkay?

I'm not sure if my subconscious is trying to warn me or something, but I'm hell sure that her blush-on is really scandalously red today. She looks like she has been slapped by The Hulk from The Avengers.

Giving my inner self an appearance is crazy, I know.

Xander and I have been living together at the beach house every weekend. The place is just a few kilometers away from school, and during weekdays, I stay at home with my family while he stays on his pad.

A few minutes ago, he went to the hospital for an on-call appointment with Natalie Summers, one of his ex-flings who tried to sue him before. She wanted to see him urgently and, to be honest, I was bothered.

An hour ago...

"What do you think is her problem?" I asked Xander as I fiddled with my fingers.

There was silence for a few moments before he spoke again.

Cue dramatic drum roll.

"Maybe she's... pregnant with my child," he tells me with a straight face, and my heart almost thumped out of my then-innocent ribcage.

My mouth drops at his revelation. "Baby, are you serious?"

He shrugs his shoulders nonchalantly and just keeps staring at me.

I feel like a boiling mushroom soup has been splashed over my face. I want to cry at the thought of Natalie cradling an equally good-looking little Xander in her arms.

"God, woman, you're f*****g adorable." he grabs my hand and pulls me into a hug while heartily laughing his ass out.

Oh, how I just love leaning against his hard, warm chest...

"Of course, I'm kidding! Damn," he pulls away for a second and grabs my face. "Your lips were trembling!"

"Don't kid around like that. It's not funny, Alexander Greene!" I tapped him on his chest and rolled my eyes at him. Before I could walk away from him, he suddenly hugs me from behind, ever so tight, and whispers into my ears,

"I don't want any other woman to spread my gorgeous genes but you. Keep that in mind, Kitten."

Just reminiscing what he had told me a while ago makes my liver shiver with happiness.

You don't need to recall those moments, b***h. Stop making me jealous.

Sighing in happiness, I continued to walk around the school campus looking for Curtis.

I think I lost him.

He called me this morning and told me that he's getting his graduation gown, and it would be better if I'd come with him, or them, as most probably he's with Arianne as well.

I really miss that geek. Ever since he had this shotgun relationship with Arianne last year, we haven't really hung out anymore. He has always been preoccupied with Arianne, while I got demoted as their third wheel.

I wonder where he is now?

He's the one who told me to come over, so I shouldn't be wasting my time looking for him.

I also wonder what is happening between Xander and Natalie right now. It had been an hour, and he must have finished the consultation already. I'm actually planning to drop by our house later, and I should call him now and tell him that we should meet there.

Every time Xander visits my family, he morphs into a different persona. He would constantly flirt with my mom, play video games with Lance, and drink with Dad.

I don't know if I should be worried or not, because everything that has been happening in my life right now is too good to be true. It's just so perfect and it's bothering me. What if bad things are just lurking in the shadows and waiting for the right moment to attack?

Hunny, homeless people have no family and have nothing to eat, and some women are still single and virgins at the age of 30. Can you just be, you know, grateful and continue looking for your best friend instead?

Yes, yes. You're right.

Before I could take my phone out of my bag, my attention shifted towards the Student Center where I spotted Curtis.

I roll my eyes—my habit that is usually activated around him, upon seeing him hunching down on one of the couches while concentrating on his phone.

I bet he's watching porn again. I could say that I can relate to those scenes now...but my experiences are incomparable.

I open the glass door and my voice booms around the center as I call him out. "Hey, buddy! I have been looking for you everywhere! Why are you not answering my calls?"

He lifts his face from the screen and shoots me with his usual sad face—eyebrows wedging up to heaven, puppy eyes that make you want to give him the whole candy shop, and his lower lip slightly poking out.

He seems problematic.

"Whoa—You're actually not watching porn, aren't you?"

"What's porn?" he bites on the tip of his pinky finger.

"Where's Arianne?" I asked as I sat beside him, ignoring his random antics.

He just shrugs his shoulders listlessly and drags his eyes back on his phone. My eyes gleamed with intrigue when I found out that he was actually checking out Justin Rockhard's ** profile.

"Is he really attractive?" he suddenly blurts out as he shows me the pictures, almost shoving them right into my face.

Justin is one of the most popular guys in the university, as he looks like Patrick Schwarzenegger's lost twin, and I couldn't lie to my best friend on that matter.

"Curt, I hate to say this, but I admit you're cute." He actually started going to the gym a few months ago, so he's not that scrawny anymore.

His face lights up like a beaming child. "Oh wow, you think so?"

"Yeah. But Justin is just on another level. He's hot and charming." My teasing grin immediately disappears when I realized something. "Wait, why are you checking his pictures out?"

He looks away as he puts his phone down.

"Oh my God, don't tell me you're..."

"Yes, I'm gay." he immediately cuts me off with his unrelenting face.

"I was about to say insecure..." I inched closer to him. "No s**t, Curt! Seriously?"

I have been busy with Xander and I have no idea that my best friend has decided to play for the other team this time. No wonder he's not with Arianne right now. Wait, did they break up or something?

To my wonder, he starts laughing non-stop, snorting in between.

"It seems like a big fat anaconda has bitten your neck!" He's still laughing, and I so want to shove him out of his seat right now.

"Get serious, Curt." I snapped at him.

"Okay, okay!" He cleared his throat. "He's Arianne's ex, and they have been hanging out lately."

"What do you mean hanging out? You're still together, right?"

He gives me a sad little smile, and I seriously want to hug him right now, which I actually did.

"I'm so sorry, Curt. I'm not used to seeing you having your heartbroken."

He frees himself from my hug and bores his brown eyes into my blue ones.

"Oh really??"

I'm not sure if he meant something else by that, but my little newly-cut nails have a strong vibe that he does.

"Okay, so, you are jealous, right?" I changed the topic.

"Of course I am!" he exaggeratedly flings up his arms. "I saw her talking to Justin, and they were laughing and shit."

"Maybe she misses him, you know. There must be a reason why Rockhard is his surname."

With bulging eyes, he glanced dramatically at me.

I started messing with his nest of blonde hair. "I'm just kidding, Gollum."

"Jeez—stop it. You're not helping." he taps my hand away.

"Sorry, Grandma. So what happened next? You guys had a huge fight about Justin?"

"No, she told me he just asked her about some school-related stuff."

Jesus, so why is he having this drama?

"So why are you crying like a little boy? You guys are still not okay?"

"I don't think so. She asked for a burger yesterday, and I was short of cash, so I instead bought her nuggets. Then she got mad at me, and now she's ignoring me."

My lips twisted into suppressed laughter.

"I don't know what to do, Lily. Sometimes, she's just so hard to understand. She always says the opposite of what she really wants."

I sighed and started stroking his back. "Curt, just buy her a damn burger right now and apologize. Trust me. She must be on her period. Some girls are like that."

"I already did, and she told me she likes nuggets instead."

I seriously want to scrape off my scalp right now.

"Then just buy her the whole freaking supermarket!" My nostrils flared. My best friend's dating life is stressing me out.

"You know I can't afford that."

I rolled my eyes harder this time.

"Where is she, anyway?"

"She's at her dorm right now, and I can sense that she doesn't want to see me at the moment."

"That sucks. Wanna hang out at our house for a while? Then by evening, you should buy her burger, fries, nuggets, pizza, sala—"

"It's okay, I'll be getting some stuff from the dorm, then I'm gonna go home."

"Oh, s-sure."

Did he just reject my invite? It feels...weird. He had always wanted to come over to our house before every chance he gets. "Did you get your gown already?"

"Yes. I—" he stops mid-air and shoots up all of a sudden. "There she is!"

I whip around and notice Arianne in the distance talking to some girls.

"What are you waiting for? Go get her, silly." I pushed him towards the door.

"Of course, I will! But could you let me borrow a few bucks first? Just for you know, the whole supermarket." he retorts with a grin.

I roll my eyes as I open my wallet and hand him my last twenty-dollar bill." I can't believe I'm financing my best friend's girlfriend's food."

"Well, that is what friends are for, right?"

I give him a genuine smile before saying, "Whatever."

He gives me a quick hug before leaving the center.

I start walking outside and plan to wait for Xander in our house instead.

There's a black Ford F-150 car racing towards my direction and it seems like it has no plans to slow down.

I sprinted towards the sidewalk to avoid getting hit. I was able to catch the driver's face, and an imaginary light bulb lit up on top of my head as the familiarity broke inside me.

Wait a minute. Where did I see that girl before?

I'll give you a clue, Hun. Three words: Virgin Killer.

Three words? There's only two...Wait a minute. It's the spray-painter girl!

She's looking at me like I brutally killed her clan, and before I could even realize it, she suddenly swerved left and the car is now literally coming right towards me on the sidewalk.

What the hell? Is she really trying to kill me?

Without wasting any seconds, I turn around and dash back to school as fast as I can. Finding a safe spot inside the nearest building, I look back one last time and spot her car already parked nearby.

With a racing heartbeat, I immediately call Xander and ask him to come before this girl can spray paint me to death.

****

"Baby, just give me fifteen more minutes and I'll be right there," Xander answers over the phone.

"Okay, I'm just waiting here in the lobby of the admin building. Hurry up." I answered.

I was keeping an eye on that woman's car outside as I waited for Xander in the lobby.

It's almost half an hour and he's still not here. I want to call Curtis but I don't want to disturb him with Arianne.

I meet the woman's eyes from the distance, and they're gleaming with rage. What is her problem?!

Xander's still not picking up my calls. I wonder what's taking him so long.

XANDER'S POV

"Oh hey, forgot something?"

"Yeah, I forgot to tell you something." Natalie's face was serious and unrelenting.

"What is it? Tell me, like, right now."Emily's seemingly urgent call is making me cranky. If only I had the ability to fly, I could have gotten out of the window and flown my way to Northeastern University.

I don't know why she suddenly looks really pissed off. Did I do something, like an overly serious, grave mistake?

"I thought you'd changed..." She looks so disappointed and I don't know what the f**k she is blabbering about.

"I'm sorry, what?" I shifted my weight on my other foot and tilted my head in curiosity.

"Seriously? Aside from exploiting women by taking pictures of them, you also have a fetish for videos?"

Videos? I don't remember filming anything, aside from Emily and I and our getaways together.

I shake my head in bewilderment. "I don't know what you are talking about, Natalie. I'm sorry, but I have to go."

I turn around and press the DOWN button beside the elevator doors.

"Girls are getting half-naked during your examinations, you know."

And so? Should I be surprised?

She lifts her hand to show what she is holding. A USB-like device or something with a camera―Oh wait. I squint my eyes at that thing as a sudden realization hit me.

"Where did you get that? I don't have any hidden cameras in my office."

"I was about to get dressed when I saw this little hidden spy cam stuck somewhere on that ultrasound machine."

Seriously? How come I have never seen that before? It's too small to be noticed.

My phone starts ringing again, and my heartbeat races in worry as I see Emily's name on the screen.

I immediately answered. "Baby, just give me fifteen more minutes and I'll be right there." I turned to Natalie who plays with the little camera between her fingers as she waits for my answer.

"You know what, just give me a call later. I think my fiancé is in trouble. I have to see her quickly."

"You have to delete my footage, Alexander."

"I really have no idea about that, Natalie. I'll call you."

The elevator door finally opened again and I immediately slid inside. She tries to come after me but the door closes right on her face.

I close my eyes and lean back against the wall as I try to process what Natalie has just revealed. I dig up my hippocampus for some memories about installing a hidden cam in my office, but I genuinely have no idea about it.

Who could have installed it in my office?

I put a mental note to ask the nurses tomorrow.

When I reached the university, I immediately headed to the building where Emily is currently staying.

My heart drops upon seeing her sitting on one of the benches, and she looks bothered and lost. There's no one around except for the blonde receptionist at the front desk who's flooded with phone calls.

I hastened my pace towards Emily and sat beside her on the blue bench.

Her face brightens up as she stands. "Xander!"

"Baby, what happened? Are you alright? I was so worried about you. I'm so sorry I got a little late, but I tried my best to get here as fast as I could." I pull her into a tight hug and kiss the top of her head. She hugs me back as tightly as she can.

"She has already left..." she says in almost a whisper.

"Who?"

"I-I don't know how to say this to you, but that woman before...the one who vandalized your car...." she trails off.

My face twists into a fuming look. "Did she do something stupid again?"

"She―she just literally followed me and tried to run me over in her car."

"That b***h!" I growl under my breath. My jaw tightens as I ball up a fist. What is she up to this time?

"Who is she, Xander? You didn't tell me about her before." Her eyes glazed with curiosity.

I gently push her down to sit, and heave a deep sigh before speaking again.

"She's...Kim. She was my patient before. She was the fifteenth flower tattoo..."

"Please go on. I'm listening." she attentively gazes at me.

I continue. "We only shared one night, one lustful night together in my pad, and the next day, I had a hard time pushing her out of my place. She also came back to my office for a follow-up appointment even if it wasn't necessary, and was literally all over me. It didn't happen only once, but thrice, and from then on, I told my nurses to stop giving her appointments. I banned her from my office. I next saw her a month later, and that was the incident at the store."

"Oh my God, these women are just literally crazy about you." I'm not sure if she tried to lighten up my current frame of mind by adding a nervous chuckle at the end, but my face just gets dimmer.

"It's not funny, Emily." Her life has been threatened by that woman for f**k's sake.

I turn to her and hold her hand, my green eyes intense on her beautiful face. "I won't let my history chase you, remember that."

She gives me a small smile before hugging me once again. "I wanna go home. I'm tired."

I help her stand up and cautiously took her to my car.

I had already warned Kimberly to stop bothering me last time, but I guess she's in the mood for some more games this time.

*****

I could barely sleep that night. There's just too much to think about.

I turn to Emily, who's facing the opposite direction. I snake my arms around her body and pull her closer to mine. I bury my nose on the back of her neck and breathe her in while thinking about a plan. I'll be filing a restraining order against Kim if she continues to bother us.

That crazy b***h attempted to kill Emily, and I swear, I'm gonna kill her first if I see her again.

Also, Natalie's revelation this morning is creeping into my head like bugs underneath those dirty beds.

I'm so bothered about the hidden camera. Natalie told me that it was installed somewhere in the ultrasound machine.

How long has it been there, and who installed it there? I have been battling with my own mind whether to call Natalie or not, but a huge part of me is telling me that I'd better deal with it tomorrow.

A notification sound on my phone pulls me back to Earth. When I opened my eyes, I realized that it was already 6 in the morning. My temples throb in pain due to the lack of sleep.

Blood drained from my face when I opened the notification. It's a message from our hospital administrator.

"Dr. Greene. Please come to my office today at 8 a.m."

Adrenaline slaps me in the face with nervousness.

I rake my hair up with my fingers in frustration as I pace back and forth in the room.

I have never f****d any patients inside my room before...except one.

I cast a worrying glance at Emily, who's still asleep and she looks so peaceful...

Oh God, did I just f**k up?

*****To be continued*****

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