Love Doctor Beautiful
Chapter 30

Adira stretched her stiff body after an endless day of struggling with medical devices and patients.

Snatching her proud coat and her sling bag, the girl of such height immediately ran towards the parking lot. Tonight he will be taking a walk with his four best friends.

However, his feelings were suddenly uneasy and he felt that someone was following him from earlier.

"Who dares to play around with me," muttered Adora realizing that someone was approaching.

Wanting to fight but too late his mouth was already smothered by a handkerchief that was drugged. Without waiting for someone to hold the girl's body and take her to her car, she slowly puts Adora's head into her lap.

"You're the same as it is," said the man stroking Adora's hair.

CCTV in the hospital parking lot has been sabotaged easily. Quickly the car whose license plate number was illegible sped far away from the city center.

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"Euggh" a girl who is none other than Adora moans as she wakes up in a strange place.

A room with a classic interior and maroon shades of red was very very foreign in the eyes of Adora.

He recalled that his current status was being kidnapped by a mysterious person. But what is this? He was given a room so beautiful than the room in his father's house.

Cklek!

A smiling waitress saw that she had woken up.

"Good night, miss," greeted the waiter kindly.

"Where is this? Who're you?!"

The waiter did not heed the slur of questions from Adora. He went to Mamdi's room to prepare the equipment for the 'young lady' that he would serve for the next few days.

Adora got up slowly because the rest of the anesthetic was a little bit to make her head feel dizzy. He leaned against the wall ignoring the pain in his head while putting on a flat face.

"Where is this?"

The waiter who was no longer young bowed respectfully and raised his head.

"Welcome to the residence of lord Levithen Devine, young miss Devine."

"What the fuck?! I'm a Miller not a Devine!" adora Benthic.

Realizing that in front of him was an old man made Adora regret for yelling at the old servant.

"I'm sorry," he said.

"It's okay young lady, how much I miss you let alone your mother," replied the old maid named Samara.

"Mother? Oh come on, don't joke, my mom's long dead."

"You'll soon find out it's from the great lord." He paused for a moment. "What if you take a shower first?"

Adora nodded and went into the bathroom which was unfortunately so spacious that she was again stunned.

"What did the waiter mean? What was their mother and master's relationship?" the monologue is full of question marks.

Adora spent 30 minutes bathing and changing her clothes. In fact, this room is full of women's clothes that are very fitting in size on his body.

"This lady is Samara," a knock on the door was heard and Samara spoke from outside.

"What's wrong?" ask Adora.

"Let's go down to dinner, since your afternoon is asleep," Samara asked.

Adora chuckled in annoyance, "Who really made me that?"

During his trip to the dining room, he was impressed by this classic European-style interior. It is like a modern palace designed in such a way.

He took his place while watching the servants put one by one the food on the dining table. Surprisingly all of these foods are Adora's favorite.

"Where are your great masters?" asked Adora who was very curious.

"Sorry young lady, the great lord is not present at this dinner because he is busy" an old man's servant bowed before Adora.

Brakes

Everyone gasped in shock as Adora violently kicked the dining table and almost the plate on the table fell.

"Why? didn't he kidnap me?! Then what's the reason? been busy?! Damn you!" Adora went berserk and then left, her appetite was instantly gone.

He had already prepared many questions that would be asked of his captors. Samara and Baron, the waiter was staring at the temperament of their young lady who was exactly like their great master.

Adora dropped her body onto the big bed while bending her face. He just remembered something, got up and looked for his bag.

Got it! He also got his phone.

"If he's mean to me he shouldn't have put my bag and my cell phone here, what is his purpose?"

Just activating her phone, there were many missed calls and messages from people closest to her made Adora surprised.

"Hello.." said Adora across the street.

"Where's your son? are you all right? Hello... honey, are you still there?" tell Emily from across.

"Ah yes ma, I'm fine. Promise me something."

"Mama will follow."

"Don't look for me, I'm definitely fine. Let's just say your son is visiting relatives."

"Huft... alright.." a sigh of resignation sounded.

"Please tell Edward too, I want to tell him in person but I'm very sleepy," Adora's not yet back to sleep in bed without disconnecting from the phone.

"Sleep well, son...."

It was not long since Adora had fallen asleep in her dream that a person entered in with a slack and then sat slowly by the bedside.

The man silently looked at the beautiful face of his beloved girl. Her lips carved out a smile recalling such a beautiful old memory.

His hands stretched out stroking the face of the ayu then attach the hair to the side of the face so that he can enjoy its beauty.

"How can you be so similar?" the monologue is full. "I've missed you so much since you were born...."

Tears soaked his cheeks, unable to continue his words just now.

"Blessed, please be happy so that I too, son...."

After expressing the intention of his arrival to Adora's temporary room, the man left Adora's room with a mixed heart. Happy and sad together.

He walked into his study, sat down and looked at a figura of two women, one of whom was holding a six-year-old girl.

Wiping her with tears, "She's grown up without me, I'm so sorry to see her now. Suppose that time I could save you."

Feelings of regret always perched in his mind, haunting his life since he lost two loved ones especially he had to part with his favorite girl.

"My dear son. I regret why I had to be late..," he sobbed that night while illuminated by the moonlight.

The owl on the branch and the moon bore witness to the strong man's silence, shedding all his cries. No words were spoken after that until he fell asleep on his own.