THE FAMOUS BILLONAIRE's DOCTOR

Even though it was cold outside, Emily felt a strange combination of warmth and coolness inside. Her skin was covered in sweat as she sat by her grandmother's bed, feeling her heart race with fear even though she realized there was no hope left, a part of her was still holding on. "Emily, please don't cry, her grandmother said, her voice shaking as she coughed. "I have decided that it is time for me to go," she said. Emily's tears became heavier and started falling more than before. For five years, they struggled against the illness that affected their grandmother. Emily has helped many people but cannot save her family. "Please, stay with me," Emily pleaded, her voice cracking. I wish I didn't have to be alone. "You won't," she said in a gentle voice. Emily's heart raced as her grandmother's hand touched hers. She gently put a small diamond pendant into Emily's hand. She whispered, "You must find Oliver Mitchell." He is... your fiancé. Emily's eyes widened as she tried to understand what was happening. Fiancé? When was that event? She looked at the pendant, hoping it would reveal the answer. Her grandmother smiled gently. "Years ago... I reached an agreement with his grandfather. A marriage contract binds you both together. Emily hesitated. "But—" I don't want you to feel lonely, sweetheart. He will be there to protect you. Promise me... You will find him. Marry him. Make sure you have someone with you at all times. Emily took a deep breath and stared at the sparkling pendant. Her grandmother was unaware of the brilliant doctor that Emily had become. She wished to safeguard her granddaughter's safety after her departure. The older woman's hand tightened slightly as she held on to her. I beg you... Promise me this. Your promise is what I want most." Emily felt the weight of those words heavily on her heart. I couldn't say no. She whispered, "I promise." I will locate him. Although her grandmother was worn out, her smile brightened the room for a moment. Hug me, my dear, if you can. Emily got up and hugged the skinny woman. The grandmother softly said, "I wish you a long and happy life." A short time after, Emily noticed that her grandmother's body had grown cold and was still in her arms. No one had to say anything. Her eyes filled with tears that she couldn't stop. She promised, "I won't let you down," as she held her in her arms. I will locate him. I'll manage just fine." --- After seven days, the air was fresh and the trees were full of ripe fruit. In a courtyard that mixed the charm of the past with modern lines, a young woman was quietly seated on a stone bench. The gentle tapping of her fingers on the laptop could be heard in the calm room. She stopped momentarily and smiled a little at the picture on the screen. She said to herself, "He looks okay." "However, you can't always be sure that pictures show everything." She looked closely at the profile, her eyebrows coming together. A sense of mystery surrounded the man. She received only a few hints and little else. A voice from behind began to tease her. Are you going to marry Mitchell without much thought? Emily placed the laptop on the table and let out a sigh. Grandma wants this to happen before she passes away. I have to make an effort, at least," she whispered. Lily sat down in a wooden chair next to her, looking thoughtful. She was always proud of you and treated you like her child. I sent you to study in another country. Now, I find myself in an arranged marriage. I understand why she wanted to do that. She didn't want you to be by yourself. Emily nodded, and her eyes grew softer as she remembered. Lily took out her phone and started scrolling through it. Oh, Carlos from the city just offered you a large sum again. Are you refusing his advances? Emily sat back and watched the sun sink behind the hills. She replied, "Not at this time." Lily smiled with understanding. I knew you'd say that, so I said no on your behalf earlier. Emily laughed for the first time in a long while. Lily's tone became more serious. I heard that Oliver isn't known for being warm and friendly. Some people claim he's not warm—he doesn't treat women well. Emily playfully smiled at him. It's better than being with someone who won't let go. I'm just a simple country girl. I doubt he'll pay any attention to me. Lily smiled, and her eyes sparkled. It turns out you had a plan from the beginning! She took a small bottle out of her bag. Here, I'm giving you this. Just to be safe." Emily gave a slight raise to her eyebrow. I am a doctor, not someone who kills people. Lily shrugged with a playful expression. It's not poison, you silly thing. He senses a slight itchiness. You can't guarantee Mr Mysterious won't succumb to temptation. Emily accepted the bottle, shaking her head while smiling gently. She said, "Thanks," and looked again at Oliver's picture. A small hope appeared in her heart—perhaps her grandmother's wish wasn't as impossible as she anticipated.