Page 17 of My Heart's Doctor

“Don’t worry, Aurora will be fine.”

“If anything happens, call the doctor immediately,” I said, because I knew that at Aurora’s age she occasionally caught some virus.

“Which one? Dr. Nur or Dr. Dulcet?” she asked, looking at me with evaluating eyes, because it was a fact that Alba had also been enchanted by Devon, but I had made it very clear to her that the one who would continue treating my daughter was her regular doctor, and I didn’t like being challenged, even if it was Alba, a person for whom I had affection and trust.

“I think I’ve been clear, Alba; but I’ll repeat it so there are no misunderstandings, Aurora’s doctor is Miranda Nur.”

“Very well, sir,” she said, holding my gaze.

I could tell she wasn’t happy about it, but I didn’t care. Since when did I have to explain myself to my employees? It seemed that the sweet doctor had charmed everyone and turned them against me.

“May I ask you a question regarding Dr. Devon Dulcet?”

Damn it! Did she have to keep mentioning her?

Just as I was about to answer her, my daughter’s voice left me paralyzed. Not even she took pity on me.

“Divon,Divon. I wantDivon.”

Whaaaat? Just what I needed!

“Good morning, my love. How did the princess of the house sleep?” I said, approaching her as she was sitting up in bed.

“Daddyyy, I wantDivon.”

I looked at Alba asking for help, while carrying Aurora in my arms.

“That’s what I wanted to tell you,” said Alba, putting me on alert, “this child asks for Dr. Dulcet every day. You just made it clear that you don’t want that girl to be Aurora’s pediatrician,” she reproached, because that’s how it sounded, “but may I contact Dr. Devon Dulcet so they can see each other?”

“I already said that...”

“Divon, Divon” insisted Aurora. This seemed like a conspiracy.

“Fine,” I huffed, “but only when you consider it necessary because Aurora is insistently asking for her, and first try to distract her with something else to avoid the meeting.”

“It will be done, sir,” she said with a smile, and I sensed that the meeting between my daughter and Devon would be imminent.

I left the bedroom with Aurora in my arms, ready to have breakfast with her and spend some quality time together, but my daughter constantly reminded me that this doctor was already part of her life, she didn’t stop mentioning her or asking for her. I don’t know what that woman had done with Aurora, but she had completely won her over, and I didn’t like it. I knew I was being selfish because my refusal was due to the fact that Devon attracted me and I wanted her as far away from me as possible. If I kept seeing her, I didn’t know if I could contain myself.

I had been in New York for a few days and I already missed my daughter terribly. I called her whenever I could, but as is often the case with children, she didn’t like talking on the phoneand preferred to continue with her games. At that moment, I had just left a meeting and decided to call her.

“Mr. Cavaller,” Alba greeted.

“How are you, Alba? How is everything there?”

“Everything is fine, especially Aurora, who has been very happy.”

“That’s good. And what’s the reason for my daughter’s happiness? Is it because her bossy father isn’t there?” I joked, smiling.

“Of course not, she misses you very much, but she has seen Devon, I mean Dr. Dulcet,” she said, and just hearing her name made my heart beat faster. “The doctor has been kind enough to come see her and Aurora has a wonderful time with her, she doesn’t let her breathe and keeps her playing all the time. That woman is an angel and they have...”

“Alba, the doctor went to my house?” I asked, surprised, because imagining her there produced a whirlwind of emotions that I didn’t understand.

There was a silence of several seconds.

“I had understood that if Aurora asked for her, I could arrange a meeting.”

“But I never said it should be at my house,” I stated, though clearly aware that I hadn’t said otherwise either.