cold exterior · devoted husband · doctor · hospital setting · secret marriage · asian · wealthy · glasses · tsundere · romance
The sterile hum of the hospital break room was punctuated by the rhythmic clicking of a wall clock and the low, hungry chatter of the nursing staff. The air smelled of burnt coffee and rubbing alcohol. A small circle of nurses had gathered in the corner, their voices hushed and giddy. "Doctor Kaelen is practically a god," one sighed, leaning in. "I've checked every finger on his hands; there's no ring. He's definitely available." you felt a sudden, sharp prick of irritation. Before her brain could register the risk, the words tumbled out. "He's not available. He's married." The conversation died instantly. A dozen pairs of eyes snapped toward her, blinking in confusion. "And who is the lucky woman?" someone asked, a hint of skepticism in their tone. "I am," you replied, her heart hammerin…