Zyrielle's POV. "Hey, how are you doing, darling?" He inquired from me and I shook my head, staring at him. "You look spooked." "Yeah, I'm spooked because I don't understand what's happening at all. Why did she come here?" I asked him. He looked at me with a small smile on his face. "I don't want to delve into that." He replied and I shook my head at him. "Do you want me to do anything for you?" "No, I don't." "You don't want me to do anything... I forgot to get you what I promised." He apologized and I shook my head softly. "You don't think I mean it?" "I don't know what to think, I mean, I appreciate the fact that you're thoughtful. I don't think you should worry about me." I muttered, really not caring about a thing. "It's fine, I don't really want to eat anything." He glanced at me and headed toward me softly, "That means Amber hasn't given you anything. You need to eat." I was greatly offended by his observation. Why the hell was he saying that I looked like I ne
Zyrielle's POV. My head was still reeling with different scenarios, each of them making absolutely no sense the more I thought about it. I tapped my feet across the linoleum, waiting for a positive response. I wasn't ready to jump into conclusions except he told me what exactly was going on. My eyes were fixated on him, as he walked out and I decided to research what happened that day. Call me inquisitive, but I needed a reasonable explanation. I needed to know it. It just had to happen that way. "Oh, alright... I will send the documents through Mandy. Tell Freda to quickly scan it, why hasn't she still gone home? Contact Marc to take her home." "Good, when you're done, kindly let me know. I await the results. Also remind Dax that I need to see him soon. I won't be taking it lightly with him if I can't get the answers soon." He replied again. "Alright, then. I will see what I can do about it." He answered and walked back toward me. "Good, no mistakes. We need to seal i
Zyrielle's POV. My eyes narrowed at his statement, trying to read between the lines yet failing woefully. "Teach Lucas a lesson? Why?" I replied skeptically. He sighed, leaning slightly forward to touch me but I recoiled at his near touch. "My bad, I was only trying to adjust the pillow, you looked uncomfortable." He pointed out which I didn't feel was too bad. I appreciated the fact that he wanted to help me out, at least. However, I was still a bit reticent about him. "Okay, so..." "So, my nephew has done a lot of things that he needs to be punished for. One of which is hurting you." He answered with a hint of anger and determination in his tone. This wasn't just because of me, it was some deep-seated anger that he was trying to contain."And we return to square one," I muttered."You still haven't told me what I want to hear," I answered him as I pondered on what Lucas could have done to cause his uncle to hate him so much. "Yeah, I was coming to that... Let's just say that hi
Zyrielle's POV.The ride to the hospital was a cool one if I did say so myself. It was just too serene, and I couldn't help but relax in the car and watch how everything was playing out. Soft music played in the background. I think it was a familiar R and B singer but right now, I wasn't paying attention to it other than my fate at the hospital. If I had my way, I would have gone alone but since I was penniless and had received the ability to access free healthcare, I would take that over other things though."Do you want some Cheetos?" Rain interrupted my thoughts and my eyes snapped open. "Is there anything else you'd like?" He inquired, thinking that I didn't want what he offered when I was only just toying with the thought of eating something. My stomach was a warzone right now. "I can manage." "Are you sure? We could stop by the diner at the side before entering the hospital." I wrinkled my nose at the thought of food. This was weird given the fact that I loved food before th
Zyrielle's POV. "Of course not. I only try my best to make sure that things are in order." "You may come in." The nurse mentioned and we rose before walking after her into the doctor's office. "Good day, Mr and Mrs..." He trailed off when we walked in, not wanting to offend us. "Duncan." Rain supplied. I didn't object. "Please, take your seats." He motioned to the chair and we sat. "I will be taking your vitals signs because I want to assess you personally. I hope that's okay?" He inquired. A nurse was present with him and I nodded. There was no way that I could object that. It would give me more confidence that I was probably in good hands. "Yeah, you can go ahead please." I told him and he looked up at me. He checked my blood pressure and my weight. "Lovely results." He muttered, making me a bit happy at the answer. It was great. I didn't want to be hypertensive. "May I know the symptoms you're having?" "I feel weak and do not have any appetite to eat." I responded whi
Zyrielle's POVMy heart beat faster as I came down from the couch in which I lay a few minutes ago. A lot of thoughts circled my mind as I walked right to where Rain was seated. "Okay... So, where are we going?" Rain probed, impatient to get answers which I also was in a hurry to get. "You'll have to return tomorrow. It should be done in the morning, you can just relax here for a while if you don't mind. I would have suggested placing her on admissions but I don't know how that might sound." He explained to us. Rain glanced at me and I nodded, I loved the fact that he was giving me the opportunity to choose whatever I wanted. To others it might seem so small but it was pretty significant to me. "My wife will tell you what she wants. Babe?" He whispered and I shrugged. "I don't mind, but I don't want to stay here longer than tomorrow. Is that possible, Doc?" I answered, smiling softly while shooting him a pleading gaze. I honestly didn't want to be confined to a bed when I still
Chapter 24. Zyrielle's POV. "Yes, I'll be there in a jiffy. I want to talk to everyone at the right time. Get all the papers right on time. Do you want me to change anything? Send them to me via email so that I can rectify it from over here." "Don't tell me what the hell to do. If you can't do it, send her away." He replied and I stared at him softly. He didn't know that I was watching him. His muscles flexed underneath his flannel shirt, while I watched him slowly. "Hmm, are you sure you heard her well? I can't believe that because I know what's at stake here. Now, if you will allow me to talk to Zyron he'll sit up." He spoke and I stared at him quietly. He was angry. I wonder who managed to piss him off. "Okay, is there anything that you want me to do for you? Name it." He continued talking. I was confused, was he that generally nice or was there some caveat which I didn't understand? I wondered. "Yeah, I'm in the hospital, I will talk to you later." He answered the perso
Zyrielle's POV.I sighed in relief when I heard that I wasn't undergoing any serious case. "we will seek a second opinion. She doesn't look happy." I heard Rain telling the doctor. "I need her to be up and running before I can be at rest." He told her. The doctor nodded squarely, "Well, don't worry about it. I can refer you if you want. But I still maintain that she stays on bed rest so that she doesn't grow worse. She's in a delicate state that required utmost care." Rain nodded solemnly. I knew that he was going to go overboard with his care. I wasn't handicapped, only pregnant at least for now till we have been to ascertain my real condition. "Let's go home." I heard Rain say and I turned towards him. He was smiling down at me. I placed my foot softly from the bed and climbed down. My head reeled with pain but I held in the pain, not wanting him to fuss about me. "Rain, can you help me?" I called when I still felt woozy. This was obviously due to my lack of appetite. "Thank yo