CHAPTER 5

Mavin POV 

After my bath, I stepped into my bedroom to put on a casual blue top and black trousers.

I walked toward my room mirror to comb my short black hair; I don’t keep a beard. As I stared at my neck, I felt sore and noticed scratch marks from fingers around it. I knew it was Thelma's doing.

I frowned as my mind replayed the moment I had entered into her warmth. I was starting to remember more clearly what had happened between me and Thelma.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t bring myself to stop making love with her the previous night. 

My head ached at the memories, and I groaned out of annoyance.

"Damn it!" As much as the medicine Sir Adam had given me had worn off, I was still experiencing hot flashes and headaches.

I thought about warning Sir Adam never to try such nonsense with me again or to follow my grandpa's orders. If he did, he would be fired and dealt with—perhaps even thrown in jail.

Sir Adam is a 53-year-old man who has been with me for a long time. He likes calling me "boss" because he says it motivates him and reminds him of my rank and position in City B.

I sighed and finally walked away from the mirror, finished applying my perfume, and left my bedroom to accompany my grandfather to the hospital as promised.

Grandpa was smiling throughout, like someone who had won a trophy. He was already neatly dressed in a brown garment. I walked toward the dining room to have breakfast with him.

I took my seat at the long golden dining table, settling into a chair across from my grandfather. 

"Grandpa, I'm not happy with what you did last night," I told him.

"Why do you think I did something wrong, Mavin?" Grandpa's smile remained bright on his old face. I knew he was aware of what he had done.

"Aren't you the one who arranged for Sir Adam to send that young lady to me last night? Why, Grandpa?" I was very angry to say such things since I had gone through my grandfather's will, which stated that if I didn’t marry before the year ended, he would give all his companies and hotels to the poor while he was still alive. 

I had only two months left before the year ended, and today was October 18.

"Don't ask me why, Mavin. It's not like she's ugly. Or don't you like the young woman that Adam brought to you last night? We can search for her again and bring her back if you want her or find another woman for you," Grandpa said, waiting for Angela to step out of the kitchen with his herbal tea. I replied, "No, Grandpa... I don't need her again. And don't ever try to do that with me again. I won't take it lightly with you." I slightly warned my grandpa, and he hummed, "Hmm..."

Angela is the head maid in my mansion. The luxurious mansion belongs to me; I bought it five years ago when I turned 30 years old.

We moved out from the old family house, which was also Grandpa's house.

"Good morning, boss. What should I serve you this morning?" Angela politely asked me as she finished serving my grandfather his herbal tea, prepared just the way he liked it.

I sighed and looked away from my grandpa's face to focus on Angela's yellow face.

 She was a middle-aged woman, and most of the female staff working in my mansion were also middle-aged, except for the younger maids who were recently employed. I wasn't very familiar with them since my mansion is quite spacious, with many rooms.

"Just tea and bread. Make it fast, as we're already running late," I told Angela, glancing at the dining room clock, which read 9 AM.

I sighed again, knowing that my grandpa's treatment time was around 10 AM with his doctor. So I waited for Angela to serve my breakfast.

Once I was through with my tea at the dining table with Grandpa, I stood up and escorted him outside to my car. He sat in the back seat, and I closed the door for him before hopping into the driver's seat.

I started the engine and drove out of my premises. As I drove around the city, I soon arrived at Saint Peter Hospital in City B. 

I parked my car in the hospital parking lot.

I stepped out and walked over to the passenger side door to assist my grandpa in getting out, and we walked into the hospital lobby.

My mind kept drifting back to the pretty yellow lady I had slept with the previous night.

The way her body had felt so soft was making me harder. Whenever I saw a pretty blonde lady in the OPD section of the hospital, my heart would skip a beat, thinking maybe that blonde lady was Thelma.

"Oh no!" I grimaced, and my grandpa glanced at me and asked, "What's the matter with you, Mavin? Are you still thinking about that young lady?"

"No, Grandpa," I replied coldly. We walked to sit on a chair as I escorted him to the OPD waiting room.

I took out my phone and swiped the screen to unlock it. I immediately called my office assistant, Henry Black.

"Hello, boss," Henry said as soon as the call connected, answering on the second ring.

"Inform Mrs. Tonia Briggs that I won't be arriving at the office on time today. I took Grandpa to the hospital, and she should reschedule most of my business meetings with the top clients for noon. You can attend to the rest that are arriving," I told Henry. He is my trusted assistant, helping me monitor all my company activities in my absence.

"Alright, boss. Anything else?" Henry asked.

"No, that's all," I replied.

I ended the call and continued waiting for the queue to reduce until it was my grandpa's turn.

Eventually, we stood up from the guest seats and walked into the doctor's office.

Grandpa is an 85-year-old man; yet he can walk without a cane and still has a mischievous nature.

"Good morning, Mr. White," Doctor Amari Hanks smiled at us. She is my grandpa's favorite doctor.

Grandpa enjoys being treated by women, and Doctor Amari asked him, "How are you feeling today, Grandpa Charlie White?"

"I'm good, Doc," Grandpa replied with a smile, but I remained silent as I sat beside him.

My mind was preoccupied with new memories of the previous night between me and Thelma again.

The fact that Sir Adam had told me he hadn’t paid Thelma off made me feel guilty. I kept remembering all the nasty things I had done to her when we made love.

I couldn't believe what Sir Adam had given me would have such a strong effect. 

I really needed to find Thelma quickly so I could pay her off for the night we shared and stop feeling guilty about my actions.

"Are you feeling fine today, Mr. Mavin?" Doctor Amari asked me, as she prefers to call me by my name.

I met her big brown eyes staring at me and replied, "Yes, I'm fine... Attend to my grandpa first, as I'm not a patient," I said.

"But you're sweating, despite the air conditioning in my office. Sometimes, it’s good to do a check-up on yourself and not wait until your body completely collapses before getting one," Doctor Amari advised politely. 

I replied, "Okay, Doc. I will keep that in mind, but not today. I didn't plan on getting a check-up, and I have a business meeting at noon."

I was still feeling pain, but I didn’t want to be confined to a hospital bed.

Doctor Amari smiled sadly and said, "Hmm, it’s just friendly advice, Mr. Mavin. But I can run a quick check-up on you if you want it to go quickly."

Doctor Amari is a married woman, yet she has a flirtatious tone that irritates me. As a young lady, she certainly has an alluring presence.

It's quite evident on her face and in her body language, and the way her big brown eyes shine seductively at me—like a happy puppy.

At least now I understand why she has so many patients waiting outside her office. Even those who aren't truly sick would love to visit her just to feel her touch.

I guessed that’s why my grandpa also enjoys visiting her hospital. The hospital belongs to her family and has been passed down to her as her inheritance since it’s an enormous building.

I heard she is happily married, and I’m sure my grandpa would have liked her to be single so he could propose on my behalf.

However, I didn't like her and only tolerated her flirtatious nature because she is now my family doctor.

"Grandpa, you look so happy today. What’s the good news?" Doctor Amari finally asked.

Grandpa smiled as she finished checking his vitals. He replied, "I'm just happy to see you today, Doc."

“Mm,” Doctor Amari blushed, her big brown eyes shining again, reminding me of the big blue-eyed lady I had slept with the previous night.

"That's good to hear, Grandpa. I’ve written out some of your new medications, and you can meet with the nurses on duty to retrieve them before you leave. Thank you for visiting us today, Grandpa," Doctor Amari said as we prepared to leave her office.

"Thanks," Grandpa replied, but I didn’t say a word as we exited her office and headed home shortly after collecting Grandpa's medicine from the hospital pharmacy.