Oliver Thredson is in his office, he finishes a session with one of his patients. He is writing a few notes and prescribing a new treatment more suited to his mental disorder.
After finishing his notes, Oliver gets up and approaches a young man sitting on the other side of his desk. He puts a hand on his shoulder and smiles warmly at him.
"Come on, Steve, I'll take you back to the common room," he said, the young man slowly getting up. "Next meeting, Monday."
Oliver points him to the office door gently. They cross a long corridor and then they arrive in the hall. His eyes suddenly land on a woman at the entrance of the asylum chatting with Dr. Harrison, a new doctor arrived earlier this week.
The woman has her red hair tied, she wears a dress, the top is blue and slightly diving, and the bottom of the dress is black, split on the side. She wears black heels, sublimating her long legs.
As the woman looks at him, Oliver realizes it's Hayden. She has eyes slightly made up and the lips colored by a red lipstick. She is just breathtaking. A real woman.
But what is she doing here? He nevertheless closed the door this morning. At least, it seems to him. He doesn't want her to go out without him, she knows.
She gives him a quick wave of her hand, a beautiful smile on her lips, and then continues to talk to Dr. Harrison. He tells her something that makes her laugh, which deeply annoys Oliver.
This man is very kind and Oliver must admit that he practices his profession perfectly. But nothing but the fact that he is staring at his wife and making her laugh, that he attracts attention, disturbs him.
Besides, he's a handsome man. As tall as he, brown hair, blue eyes. He is charming. Oliver is certain that Hayden loves this kind of men. He feels a sense of jealousy, as he watches them talk with too much interest, according to him.
Oliver tries to control his anger and focuses his attention on his patient. He walks with him to the entrance of the common room. He can't seem to take his eyes off Hayden.
"Here, Steve," Oliver said, not really looking at his patient. "Don't forget, I see you Monday at 3pm."
The patient nods and walks away. Oliver looks into the common room and sees Sister Mary Eunice walking towards him with a smile.
"Here's Steve's new treatment," he said, giving her a paper with some notes on it.
"Thank you, but I think that soul is incurable," she said arrogantly, looking at the paper.
Oliver looks at her with contempt and turns his head towards Hayden, still talking to the other bastard. He breathed a great blow to calm his nerves and he made a determined step towards them.
But Sister Mary Eunice stands in front of him, barring the way.
Oliver sighs, annoyed. What else does she want?
"What joy!" She exclaimed. She smiles at him and then looks at Hayden. "Congratulations."
"Sorry?" Oliver asks, frowning, lost. "I think I don't follow you."
"For your little girl," says Sr. Mary Eunice, pointing to Hayden with a nod. "You didn't waste any time, first Lana, now Hayden, you make sure your descendants, BloodyFace."
"A little girl?" He asks, confused. "Hayden is pregnant?"
"Didn't you know?" Asks Sr. Mary Eunice, a sly smile on her lips. "Come on, Dr. Thredson, tummy fall, nausea, mood swing, you didn't notice? And you say you're a doctor."
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Let Me Love You (Oliver Thredson x OC) - COMPLETED ✔
Fanfic"I'm unhealthy." Hayden breathes loudly as he kisses her sensually in the neck. "To love to feel your hands on my body when they have done so much harm. I should be repelled by what you have done, but I can't help being attracted." _________________...