The Doctor's Prescription for Love

Summary

My mom suspected I was underdeveloped because my chest was too small, so she tied me up and took me to see a doctor.

The doctor happened to be my ex-boyfriend who I just broke up with.

He looked cold and spoke with a detached tone:

"Lift your clothes to your collarbone, unhook your bra."

He also deliberately teased me:

"It is quite small."

I gritted my teeth and shifted the blame:

"My small chest is because my ex-boyfriend didn't work hard enough."

The next second, I was pressed against the examination bed, his voice dangerous:

"The examination isn't thorough enough.