The Billionaires's Temptation (Book 1)

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Logan

"It's a pleasure to see you again, Logan. You haven't been visiting. Should I say the last time we spoke was six months ago, or even going on a year?" Mr. Norman remarked as we sat in his office.

"It seems you've been keeping track. I don't really keep count," I replied.

Mr. Norman made a call. "Please bring two cups of coffee to my office," he requested before turning his attention back to me. "Well, I can't forget you just like that. Anyways, what brings you here? I'm sure this meeting isn't just about seeing an old face, although I must say it brings back memories."

I understood what he meant by 'old memories.' In the past, that remark might have soured my mood, but now it didn't affect me like it used to. Mr. Norman was my mother's personal doctor. When she left my father's house, she lived next door to Mr. Norman's house, and he was the one who treated her illness. He knew about everything, even though I was with her for only a short while before my father took custody of me. That's how I knew him.

A knock at the door was followed by the arrival of a young lady. "Sir," she said, placing the tray with coffee on the desk. I didn't waste any time in reaching for a cup. I suddenly felt quite thirsty.

"Thank you," I muttered, loud enough for her to hear. Her reaction almost made me chuckle. She was visibly flustered. If Olivia were here, she will probably throw a fit. Maybe I should tease her about it later.

Dr. Norman's voice brought my attention back. "Heard you got married."

I wasn't expecting him to lead with that question. "Yeah, it happened," I replied, taking another sip of the coffee. It wasn't that bad.

"She's a good person," I added. I wasn't sure why I said it, but it wasn't a lie. Olivia was indeed a good woman, inside and out. Thinking about our time together unknowingly brought a smile to my face.

"Judging by the smile on your face, I don't need to ask further. She makes you happy," Dr. Norman observed, and my smile widened.

"Trust me, she does."

I nodded in agreement. "So... do you still experience the complications?" I sat up straight. The main reason for this meeting wasn't to discuss my health issues, but since I was already here, and Dr. Norman knew about my situation, it made sense to address it before moving on to the main reason for my visit.

"Sometimes," I replied after a moment's pause.

"Do these episodes affect you like they used to? You know, the way they used to keep you awake all night?" Dr. Norman inquired. I hadn't experienced those complications for a while. I still took my medication occasionally, but I didn't struggle with anxiety anymore. Ever since Olivia entered my life, she gave me reasons not to worry about the things that had triggered me in the past. Maybe she didn't realize it, but I believed she had helped cure me.

"They don't. Sometimes, I even forget that I once went through a severe bout of depression," I admitted, leaning back in my chair.

Dr. Norman raised an inquisitive eyebrow. "And what do you think might have contributed to that?"

"My wife," I confessed straightforwardly. There was no need to beat around the bush.

A small smile formed on his lips. "Right. How did that happen? Is it that she helped you through it or..."

"She doesn't even know I was suffering from depression. Like I said, ever since she came into my life, I stopped experiencing anxiety. She has changed me. I don't know how or when, but she brought light into my life."

It was strange for me to be sharing this with him, something I had never spoken about before. Funny enough, Olivia didn't know about my little struggle with depression. Even Amelia had constantly warned me about taking excess medication. I didn't even remember when I stopped taking them.