Destined for Him

A patient's mother wanted me to marry her son.

After I refused, she accused me of bribery and poor medical skills.

During the investigation, she and her son camped out at my doorstep.

Later, they pretended to reconcile with me, only to drug me and lock me in a cellar, trying to force me into marriage by fait accompli.

I was killed when I tried to escape.

When I opened my eyes again, I found that I was reborn!

"Dr. Clark, are you married? I must say, we women shouldn't be too ambitious. It's important to have a caring husband by our side. What do you think of my son, Warren? He is kind-hearted and he will surely treat you well after marriage."

I was still reeling from the pain when I saw that detestable woman before me.

I stood up abruptly, my body trembling uncontrollably with fear.

Seeing my strange expression, Wendy asked, "Dr. Clark, what's wrong? Your hands are so cold."

I brushed away her hand in disgust.

In my previous life, it was these hands that pushed me into the abyss, leading to my miserable death.

During my internship, my mentors and seniors constantly warned me not to get too close to patients, as it would be a disaster for a doctor.

But I didn't believe it.

I always extended extra care to patients in need.

I thought sincerity could be rewarded with sincerity, but I was wrong.

In my previous life, a critically ill patient, Warren, was taken to our department.

Because of his illness, he and his mother, Wendy, lived a tough life, relying on welfare and odd jobs to get by.

Out of sympathy, I helped Wendy secure a relief fund, significantly reducing Warren's medical expenses.

I even offered her my folding bed when I saw her sleeping in the hospital corridor.

She saved money by eating only one bread a day, so I shared my lunch with her.

All of this was based on a doctor's duty and compassion for the patient.

But she had ulterior motives, wanting me to marry her ailing son to take care of him.

After my refusal, she turned on me, dragging me and threatening, "Since you are a doctor, you must take care of my son for me, or I'll file a complaint with the hospital."

Later, she reported me to the medical department for having a bad attitude and accepting bribes.

She spread rumors about my medical skills, scaring patients away from my clinic.

During my time off, she camped out at my home with Warren.

I had no choice but to call the police to drive them away.

However, she was still not discouraged. After luring me out, she drugged me and locked me in her cellar.

When I woke up, I was violated by Warren and trapped in the dark cellar.

Wendy stood with her hands on her hips, looking very proud. "You are already my son's woman. Accept your fate. You'll be Warren's wife forever."

I begged her to let me go, saying that I could give her anything, and promised not to call the police after going out.

But she laughed maniacally. "If I let you go, who will take care of my son in the future and continue our family's line?"

I don't know how long I was locked in this dark and gloomy cellar.

I suffered Warren's violation day by day, in unbearable pain.

Finally, when he brought me food one time, I seized the opportunity to kick him in the crotch and ran out.

But Wendy caught me just as I reached the door.

Used to doing physical work, she had astonishing strength, and I was dragged back screaming.

Seeing Warren injured by me, she was so angry that she slapped me a few times.

Warren was even more furious, strangling me until I breathed my last.

Upon reawakening, I found that I was reborn before any of it had happened.

This time, I vowed to stay far away from this unscrupulous mother and son!