Love Dilemma

Private doctor or private lover?

"You must be Ms. Jenner's nephew, I hope we can get along and cooperate well."

That was how Lenoir introduced me, her nephew?

My last name was Kilmer and her last name was Jenner.

What kind of aunt was she to me? What kind of aunt would hug or even kiss her nephew?

Since she no longer needed me, I went upstairs tactfully.

"Yes, I am her nephew, Dude. I will go up first."

When it came to the words "Dude", I deliberately emphasized my voice.

She frowned, but she did not say anything until I went upstairs.

Soon, the sound of two people laughing could be heard downstairs.

"Ms. Jenner, this is the Tonic Diet I made for you myself. I'll feed you."

"You are so mean. Just eat your meal, why are you biting someone's hand?"

"Don't you know whether I need to make up for it or not? Do you want to try it tonight?"

I covered my ears and turned up the volume of my phone to the maximum, but I still could not avoid it.

In the end, I simply let go, letting my tears soak the corners of the quilt, but I covered my mouth tightly to prevent myself from making any sound.

At the age of fifteen, my parents died in a sudden. Lenoir's father, David Jenner, was my grandfather's comrade-in-arms. He took me to the Jenner Family and handed me over to the care of his youngest daughter, Lenoir.

I did call her "Auntie" for five years and it was she who accompanied me through the pain of losing my loved ones.

She would help me attend parent-teacher meetings, remember my birthday, always take me with her when she went out and even put down her work to take care of me whenever I was sick.

At the age of eighteen, I gathered the courage to confess my feelings to her, only to find out that she had a boyfriend.

After her legs became disabled, we resumed our previous relationship and she even took the initiative to kiss me.

I thought I had found love in the end and I took great pains to take care of her for five years, but I never expected it was all just a show for her.

Also, Lenoir, it seemed she had never said she loved me.

It was all just my wishful thinking.

After a sleepless night, I woke up with red and swollen eyes.

However, I saw Ronan coming out of her room wearing loose pajamas.

The kiss marks on the neck and the charm in the eyes all showed what they did last night.

I was stunned.

"You guys ...."

I thought I was prepared to leave.

But seeing it with my own eyes still makes my eyes sore.

Lenoir, how could you do it?

Right under my nose, in the next room, they ....

The cup in my hand fell to the floor with a "bang" and the fragments scratched my ankle.

Hearing the sound, Lenoir immediately came out of the room. As soon as she saw me, her eyes began to panic and dodge.

"Yohan, listen to me explain."

"It's not what you think. Ronan just came to my room to help me massage my legs."

"If you don't believe me, ask him."

He yawned nonchalantly.

"Yes, I'm just giving her a massage."

But I clearly saw the provocation in his eyes, that was a man's intuition.

Seeing that I still did not believe it, Lenoir started to get angry.

"How can you be so dirty-minded? What do you think of a good treatment?"

"How will he continue to work as a doctor in the future?"

"You don't want my leg to get better."

With every word came out of her mouth, the pain in my heart increased.

It was clearly her fault, but in the end, it was my fault for having dirty thoughts.

Lenoir, was I really so unbearable in your heart?

No wonder you thought I pretended to be sick on that day to stop you from going to see Liam.

"Apologize to Dr. Nolte."

Her last words shattered my heart.