Chapter 115 - Bond.

Baldwin's Mansion

The golden morning light filtered softly through the drapes of their spacious bedroom, painting the atmosphere with a sense of calm intimacy. Savannah stood in front of the full-length mirror, adjusting her square-neck floral dress.

The delicate pattern and pastel tones complemented her naturally radiant look. She turned slightly to admire her reflection before making her way to the walk-in closet where Blaze was finishing his preparations.

Inside, the scent of his cologne lingered in the air, crisp and clean. Blaze stood before the mirror, his muscular frame clad in a white shirt that he hadn't yet buttoned. The shirt hung open, revealing his toned chest, and he exuded effortless charm even in such a casual state. Savannah couldn't help but smile at the sight as she sat on the plush sofa in the corner to slip on her heels.

As she reached for her shoes, Blaze turned his head, noticing her poised there. Without a word, he walked over and crouched down before her. Savannah blinked, a surprised laugh escaping her lips.

"What are you doing?" she asked softly, amusement coloring her tone.

Blaze glanced up at her with a teasing grin. "Making sure my fiancée starts her day perfectly." he replied, taking one of her heels in his hand.

He gently slipped the heel onto her foot, his large hands handling her delicately as though she were the most precious thing in his world. Savannah watched him, her heart swelling with affection as he carefully adjusted the strap. When he was satisfied, he lightly placed her foot on the ground and moved on to the other, repeating the same tender care.

"There." Blaze said as he straightened up, looking down at her with a satisfied smile. "Perfect."

Savannah shook her head, amused and touched by his gesture. "You spoil me, you know that, Blaze?" she said, standing up.

Blaze grinned. "You deserve it."

Savannah noticed his shirt was still unbuttoned and stepped closer to him. "You should look like the chairman you are." she said playfully while buttoning his shirt.

Her fingers touched his bare chest as she buttoned up, moving carefully but gently. Blaze looked at her closely, his dark eyes softening as they moved over her face. He put his arms around her waist, pulling her a little closer.

"Let's skip work today." he whispered, his voice low and tempting.

Savannah looked up at him, her lips curving into a playful smile. "But, Mr. Chairman." she said, wrapping her arms around his neck, "Someone's got to run the company."

Blaze smirked, his eyes never leaving hers. "This chairman needs some quality time with his fiancée." he said, his voice smooth as silk.

They stood there, staring at each other, soaking in the moment. Blaze leaned in, his lips just an inch away from hers. Savannah's breath caught, her eyes closing in anticipation. Just as their lips were about to touch, a loud ringtone sliced through the silence like an alarm.

Blaze froze, his jaw tightening in annoyance. Savannah couldn't help but laugh softly at his face, her hand gently resting on his chest. "Well, duty calls, Chairman." she said with a knowing smirk.

He exhaled sharply, forcing a small smile as he pulled out his phone from his pocket. "Sorry." he muttered, clearly reluctant to answer.

As he swiped to take the call, Savannah cupped his face in both her palm guiding his attention back to her for a brief moment. "Do well at work, love." she said with a tender smile, pressing a quick kiss to his lips.

As she pulled away, Blaze's lips formed into a playful pout, and Savannah chuckled. "Oh, don't you start." she teased, squeezing his cheeks gently with both hands.

Blaze laughed softly, his frustration dissipating. "I'll make it up to you, Ana." he promised as he gave her lips a quick peck and stepped back, reluctantly picking up his jacket.

Savannah watched him leave, her heart feeling full and her smile staying on her face long after he was out of sight. These small but meaningful moments made her love for him grow even deeper.

Herbert Medical And Technology

Blaze arrived at Herbert Medical and Technology's sleek corporate headquarters, his presence commanding as he stepped through the revolving glass doors.

Dressed in a tailored charcoal gray suit with a crisp white shirt and a navy-blue tie, he exuded confidence and authority. The sheen of his polished leather shoes reflected the sunlight streaming in from the building's towering atrium, and employees paused momentarily as he walked by, acknowledging him with respectful nods. His secretary, Arthur, followed closely behind, a tablet in hand, briefing him on the day's agenda.

Blaze walked into the shiny corporate headquarters of Herbert Medical and Technology, looking as confident as ever as he pushed through the glass doors. He was dressed in a sharp charcoal gray suit with a crisp white shirt and a navy-blue tie, and his polished leather shoes gleamed in the sunlight coming through the tall atrium. Employees turned their heads as he passed, giving him respectful nods. Arthur, his secretary, trailed right behind him with a tablet, filling him in on the day's schedule.

"Morning, Boss." Arthur said quickly as they headed for the elevator. "We have a meeting with the board at 10 a.m. to talk about the new medical AI project and how our finances are doing this quarter. The investors are really interested in what we've been up to in biotech."

Blaze nodded, his sharp gaze fixed ahead as the elevator doors opened. "Let's make sure we're clear on the Al initiative metrics. The last presentation lacked depth. I want everything on the table this time."

Arthur jotted a note on his tablet as they ascended to the executive floor. When the elevator doors opened, Blaze stepped out into the spacious, elegantly designed boardroom. The room was already filled with the members of the board, all impeccably dressed and seated around a long, polished mahogany table. Large screens adorned the walls, ready to display the monthly reports.

Blaze took his seat at the head of the table, his presence instantly commanding the room's attention. The room hushed as he leaned forward, steepling his fingers. "Let's get started."

The head of the finance department stood up, with her presentation on the big screen behind her. She started talking about the main numbers: how much money they made, what they spent, and what they expected to make next quarter. Blaze was listening closely, his eyebrows slightly knitted as he looked at each graph and number.

"Our revenue went up by 12% this quarter, mostly because of the new surgical robotics tech we launched," she said. "But the R&D costs for the AI project have gone over budget by 8%."

Blaze's eyes lit up when she mentioned the AI project. "Why did it go over?" he asked, his voice steady but firm. Everyone in the room tensed up a bit, knowing how particular Blaze is about details.

The head of R&D, a skinny guy with glasses, cleared his throat nervously. "We had to do more testing and tweaking than we thought we would. Turns out, fitting the algorithm into the existing medical software was way more complicated than we expected."

Blaze leaned back, his expression thoughtful. "Adaptability issues should have been anticipated during the feasibility study. We can't afford inefficiencies at this stage. What's your plan to bring the costs back under control?"

The R&D head hesitated before replying, "We've already restructured the team to prioritize efficiency. Additional testing cycles have been scheduled to streamline the final integration."

Blaze nodded slowly, his piercing gaze holding the man accountable. "Good. I'll need a detailed timeline and a revised budget by the end of the week."

As the meeting continued, Blaze weighed in on various issues, offering strategic insights and making decisive calls. He praised the marketing team for their successful campaign that had elevated the brand's global presence but also challenged the sales department to further penetrate emerging markets.

"Remember," Blaze said as the meeting wrapped up, his voice strong and clear, "Our goal isn't just about making money—it's about innovation that changes people's lives. Keep that in mind as we go ahead."

The board members nodded, feeling motivated by his words. After the meeting ended, Blaze shook hands with each member quickly before heading back to his office. Arthur followed, handing him more reports.

"You're always on point, Mr. Baldwin." Arthur said as they walked. "Your approach really won over the board."

Blaze gave a small nod, but his mind wandered to Savannah. Even though he did well in the meeting, he couldn't shake the feeling of wanting to be back home with her. Still, he knew his work was a big part of the life they were building together, and he was committed to making it successful for both of them.

YouHeal Hospital

The bright overhead lights of the operating room had dimmed in Savannah's mind, replaced by the memory of the tense hours she spent performing a complex heart surgery. The procedure had been critical, the patient's life hanging by a thread, but her skill and determination had guided her hands. As the final suture was tied and the vitals stabilized, Savannah had exhaled a breath she didn't realize she was holding. Another life saved.

Now, seated in the hospital's serene garden, the crisp air filled her lungs, a much-needed antidote to the sterile, enclosed environment she had just left. The vibrant greenery and blooming flowers offered a tranquil respite, and Savannah allowed herself a rare moment of reflection. She gazed at the patients strolling through the garden, some accompanied by nurses, others slowly making their way alone. A faint smile touched her lips as she watched their resilience and quiet determination.

Savannah's eyes fell on her hand, and the sunlight made her diamond ring sparkle. She thought about Blaze for a moment, tracing the ring with her thumb. They were building a life together, and she couldn't help but smile.

"Hello, Dr. Miller." a familiar voice called out, snapping her back to reality. She turned to see Ms. Clarkson, one of her patients, sitting down next to her on the bench. Ms. Clarkson was in her 40s, with warm eyes and a friendly smile that Savannah knew well. Just two weeks ago, Savannah had done a life-saving surgery on her, and seeing her so full of life and happiness was a real treat.

"Ms. Clarkson." Savannah said warmly. "How are you feeling?"

"So much better." Ms. Clarkson answered, her gratitude clear. "Thanks to you, Dr. Miller. You saved my life."

Savannah gave a humble smile. "I'm glad you're doing well. Thanks for trusting me and sticking it out through everything. It took a whole team, though."

"No." Ms. Clarkson said firmly, shaking her head. "It was you. You gave me a second chance. I'll never forget that."

Savannah stayed humble. "I'm just glad you're doing well. That's what matters most."

Ms. Clarkson looked at Savannah for a bit, seeing how genuinely kind she was. Her eyes fell on Savannah's hand and the diamond ring caught her eye. She gasped in surprise.

"You got married?" Ms. Clarkson asked, her voice full of excitement.

Savannah laughed softly and shook her head. "Not yet. But I'm engaged."

"Oh, congratulations!" Ms. Clarkson said, her face beaming. "Tell me about him. Is he good to you?"

Savannah's cheeks turned red as she thought about Blaze. "He's… amazing," she said with a grin. "He's kind, supportive, and always makes me feel like the most important person in the world."

Ms. Clarkson reached out and gave Savannah's hand a gentle pat. "You deserve that kind of love, Dr. Miller. I'm so happy for you."

"Thank you." Savannah replied, feeling touched by the sincerity in Ms. Clarkson's voice.

"Call me Savannah." Ms. Clarkson said. "You're like a mom to me." She smiled and nodded as she said it.

"May your life together be as beautiful and fulfilling as the lives you save every day, Savannah," Ms. Clarkson added, her voice full of heartfelt wishes.

Savannah smiled warmly. The weight of the day's challenges lifted as she sat there, sharing a quiet, meaningful moment with someone she had helped. These moments reminded her why she chose this path, and she felt a renewed sense of purpose as she turned to look back at the hospital. Her heart swelled with gratitude—not just for the lives she touched but for the love and future she now had with Blaze.

The garden felt extra peaceful as Savannah listened to Ms. Clarkson's heartfelt words. The patient's blessing touched her deeply, making her feel all warm inside. Savannah looked at Ms. Clarkson, her eyes showing how grateful she was.

"I'll try my best to live up to that." Savannah said softly, her voice calm but full of emotion. "Thank you, Ms. Clarkson. It really means a lot."

Ms. Clarkson gave a knowing smile. "You're a rare find, Dr. Miller. Your fiancé is lucky to have you, but I think you're just as lucky to have him."

Savannah laughed lightly, her cheeks turning red from the compliment. "He can be stubborn sometimes," she joked, thinking about Blaze. "But yeah, I'm lucky. He's... everything I never knew I needed."

Ms. Clarkson's smile grew wider, and the wrinkles around her eyes softened. "That's how you know it's real." she said. "It's not just love; it's being partners, balancing each other out, and growing together. Hold onto that."

Savannah nodded, the wisdom in Ms. Clarkson's words settling in her heart. She looked out at the garden again, her gaze following the gentle swaying of flowers in the breeze. It was a serene scene, but her mind was alive with thoughts of Blaze. She imagined how he would have smiled at hearing someone speak so highly of their relationship.

"Do you ever take a break?" Ms. Clarkson asked suddenly, breaking the reflective silence. "I mean, a real break, away from the hospital and everything."

Savannah chuckled, shaking her head. "I just came back from a month-long trip." she admitted. "It was... amazing. But being here, saving lives, it's hard to step away completely."

Ms. Clarkson gave her a knowing look. "You give so much of yourself to others. Don't forget to save some of that for yourself and for him."

Savannah turned to her with a thoughtful expression. "You're right. I've been trying to find that balance."

"Well," Ms. Clarkson said, pushing herself up from the bench with a smile, "If anyone can do it, it's you. Thanks again, Savannah. I'll never forget what you did for me."

Savannah stood too and gently put her hand on Ms. Clarkson's arm. "It was my pleasure. Take care of yourself, and if you need anything, you know where to find me."

Ms. Clarkson started to walk away but then stopped. She took a step closer and said, "Savannah, I hope you don't mind me asking, but how did you know he was the one? Your fiancé, I mean."

"I don't know, I just had this feeling," Ms. Clarkson said, thinking maybe she was asking too much.

But Savannah smiled, knowing Ms. Clarkson really cares about her. She must be checking if Savannah is on the right path.

Savannah tilted her head, giving a soft smile. "That's an interesting question." she said. "I think it wasn't about one big moment, but the little things." She paused, her gaze softening. "He sees me—not just as a doctor or someone trying to balance life, but as me. He notices stuff about me that I don't even realize."

Ms. Clarkson nodded, clearly interested. "That sounds rare. So, he's observant?"

Savannah chuckled. "Yeah, he's observant and stubborn—sometimes really frustrating." She rolled her eyes playfully. "But he's also super supportive. He pushes me to grow and is always there when I need him. Even when I'm too busy with work to notice."

Ms. Clarkson smiled warmly. "It sounds like he really cares about you. And from how you talk about him, it seems to be mutual."

Savannah's smile deepened, her cheeks flushing slightly. "He does care, deeply. And yes, it's mutual. It's... hard to put into words, honestly. With him, it's like I don't have to explain myself. He just gets it"

Ms. Clarkson looked at Savannah thoughtfully. "That's beautiful. And rare. You're lucky to have found that kind of connection."

"I am." Savannah agreed, her voice soft. "It took me by surprise at first, but now, I can't imagine life without him."

With that Ms. Clarkson walked away, bidding her bye to Savannah, her steps steady and her spirit renewed, Savannah stayed behind, letting the quiet of the garden envelop her. The sunlight filtered through the trees, casting dappled shadows on the ground. She took a deep breath, her fingers absently twisting the ring on her finger.

Savannah's mind wandered to Blaze, picturing him hard at work in the boardroom. She could almost see his serious face and how he commands respect with his calm authority. Even though he has a tough job, he always makes her feel like she's important.

She smiled to herself, thinking about how their lives fit together so naturally, even though they come from very different worlds. The ring on her finger isn't just a sign of their engagement; it's a symbol of their promise to each other—a bond that will only get stronger over time.

As Savannah headed back to the hospital, the garden's energy stuck with her, giving her a fresh sense of purpose. Life can be tough, but moments like these remind her that she's exactly where she's meant to be—with a job she loves and a guy who loves her just as much.

Author's Note :

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