The drive home was a silent one, and I couldn't wait to get home. I felt satisfied with what I had done, but I had been feeling angry all day.
Lying to everyone about Nicklaus taking care of me was getting on my nerves. I wanted us to be together always just like he and Elena were but he doesn't seem to be looking in my direction.
I don't even know where he is, what he is doing right now, or when he will come back home. Is he even in the country?
It felt sad that I had to be alone in this pregnancy journey. I can't take it anymore, I must do something to make Nicklaus come back home.
I hurriedly did a U-turn and diverted to my mother's house. I had to let everything out. I know that she would have a way to sort this out.”
The iron gate was opened, and I drove inside the building. I parked close to the front pouch and quickly went to the rooftop where my mother would be.
I walked to her, putting on a long face. “What's wrong, Sarah? Don't you feel good?” She asked, her eyes filled with worry.
I didn't say a word my lips were pressed into a thin. I quickly sat on the chair and tears rolled down my cheeks.
“Mother, could you believe that Nicklaus is nowhere to be found? He had been avoiding me since we got married.” I spilt
“My mother's eyes widened. “How come you never told me about it since?” she asked.
“Because I thought I could hold it in and with time he would get back to me, but it keeps getting worse every day, Mother,” I cried out, and my voice trembled heavily.
My mother walked up to me and wrapped her arms around my shoulder. “It's fine, Sarah,” she said. After a few minutes, I fought my breath, and I stopped crying.
“Could it be that he is together with that bitch, Elena? It's been a few months, Mother. I will go to bed soon,” I lamented.
My mother shook her head. “I don't think he is with Elena. I know what to do to make him come back to you,” she spoke and immediately reached for her phone.
She dialled a number that responded quickly, “Dr. Josh?” I need to see you. There is something we need to discuss,” she spoke.
After a few seconds, she hung up the call and looked at me, "Sarah, we have to be at the hospital tomorrow. I have a plan,” she spoke.
"Mother, what plan?” I asked, raising my eyebrows.
“We are going to make Nicklaus run back to you tomorrow. You just have to calm down and let me carry out my plan,” she said.
“It's fine, Mother; I have to take my leave.” I told you to leave.
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My eyes were wide open all night long. I couldn't stop thinking about what was happening and what plan my mother had.
I couldn't wait for the new day to break, and I also couldn't get enough sleep.
It was finally morning, and I rolled out of bed. I freshened up and had breakfast. I was in a happy mood, and all of the workers wondered what was going on.
I hummed to the sound of “Happy” by Pharrell Williams as I ate the wonderful pancakes Chef Henry served me.
After having breakfast, I got into the car and drove to the hospital, where I met my mother in the parking lot.
“Good morning, Mother, Did you have enough sleep last night?” I asked, pecking her in the cheeks.
“Yes, I do. I could tell you didn't have enough sleep last night,” she spoke.
“Yes, mother. I was too excited to sleep. I couldn't wait for this day to break so we could be here,” I said with a smile on my face.
We walked into the office together and the doctor greeted us. “Good morning, Mrs. Williams and Mrs. Coleman.
“Good day, doctor,” my mother greeted. “Do you have everything ready?” she asked.
The doctor nodded her head and stood up from her seat. She fixed an injection and walked up to me, raising the syringe for me to look at.
“Thie will only cause you temporary pain, and it would not cause any harm. She said. It may work immediately, so when you take it, rush to the house immediately.” she advised.
I agreed and let her inject me; it was so painful.
That I closed my eyes. After everything, we quickly left the hospital, and I gathered the strength to drive to the house.
When I reached the front door and saw Mr. Mike walking out of the house, I screened in pain and fell to the ground.
Mr. Mike rushed up to me and carried me in his arms. He tried to lift me up so that I could get enough rest, and I passed out immediately.
Sarah’s POV:I slowly regained consciousness and blinked my eyes open after rubbing them a few times. I saw my Nicklaus standing in front of me, and he gently held my arms. I smiled weakly and turned to the other side of the room to see my parents standing beside me."Oh, my baby,” my mother said and gently squeezed my hands. “I'm glad you are awake. You gave us a scare,” my mother said. Her blue eyes sparkled, and I could feel her excitement. My father smiled at me and kissed me on the forehead. “I'm glad you are awake,” he spoke.I nodded my head and smiled at them. “Thank you, everyone, for being here for me,” I said weakly.Just then, the door was opened, and the doctor came. It was the doctor from the morning who had injected me earlier. “Good morning, Sarah, How are you feeling today?” she said with a smile on her face.“Good morning, doctor; I feel the way better.” I spoke weakly. She walked close to me and checked the drip. Nicklaus's eyes were on me the whole time, and I
5 years later. Elena’s pov. “Mummy! Mummy mummy! Wake up,”I heard a little voice coming from the side of my bed.“Good morning, mummy,” he greetedI rubbed my eyes with the back of my palm, and it fluttered open. He was smiling widely and full of excitement. His blue eyes sparkled “Good morning, baby, Did you sleep well?” I askedHe nodded his head. "Yes, mummy, I did,” he spoke.I moved closer to him and kissed him on the forehead. I rubbed my fingers through his messy hair. My baby Jason, wave, had been everything to me. He had been my pride and my joy. He seems to be growing up so quickly, but watching him grow seems to be the most beautiful thing I have ever experienced. Before I gave birth to him, I knew when his name would be when I first moved to the city of Oregon. I knew exactly what his name would be because his pregnancy brought me peace and strength. We may have faced so many hard times together, but we still had our good times. With waves by my side, nothing was im
“Well, you should know that your dad is always watching you from afar. Now I am your mother and your father,” I spoke.Jason was asking more questions about his dad as the day passed by. I could not understand why he always brought up the topic.“My friends in school always talk about their fathers and how he would be okay with them, and I do not have any story to tell. Does that mean that I do not have a father?” he asked. I paused for a while. I didn't know how I answered such questions. I knew something like this would happen someday. At that moment, all I could do was lean in close to him and wrap my arms around him. I couldn't lie to him, and I could not tell him the truth. “Your father is coming soon, but you know that you always have me. Whenever they talk about their fathers, talk about me and the adventures we had done together,” I said. He nodded his head and lay on my arms. The question about his father was becoming more obvious. I have always tried my best to be a fat
I arrived at my school. I looked up at the signboard, “School of Culinary, Oregon.” I signed when I read the writings, and I felt even more of myself. I will graduate from here in a few weeks, and I cannot wait to be independent and have my own restaurant. I will also become an international chef, which will make me go global. When I was lost in thought, I heard a voice calling behind me, “Elle, Elle,” it called.I turned around, and Sam was walking towards me with a wide smile on his face. He stopped in his tracks when he came close to me. “Good morning, same. How are you doing?” I asked.“I'm doing great; I got you a rose,” he said, handing me a rose. “Wow, thank you. It's so beautiful,” I said and thanked him. Same has been a very good friend of mine since I started this school. We started at the same time, and we made a good pair. I don't even know how I could make it through this school without his support. Sam Michael had grey eyes, light brown hair, was six feet tall, and
Nicklaus’s POV:“This is not what I asked. I asked to see the company's finances, and you are bringing me this? What is wrong with you?”“This is the right figure, sir,”“You got to be kidding me. Why is five hundred million dollars gone in weeks?”“Are y'all now deaf and dumb?” I asked.They shook their heads when Joe walked up to me. "Sir, I get a printout of how the money came out and what it was used for,” he said, handing over the copy to me. I went through it, and my eyes widened. I looked at them. “You may leave; now stay,” I said.They all rushed outside the office, and Joe waited behind. “This is the 3rd time my wife has been taking huge sums of money since I travelled to Atlanta. Why didn't you tell me about it?” I asked.“Sir, I thought you were aware. These are what she used to have money for. He spoke and handed me receipts.My eyes widened, and my jaw dropped. “She went shopping with such an amount of money.”“This would have been invested for new projects. I already ha
Nicklaus POV:I tightened my fist beside me, still trying to understand what Sarah meant by Elena being dead and forgotten. Did she kill Elena? I have not heard from Elena in five years. Could it be that Sarah was right? Did Sarah really get rid of Elena?Not only did I kick her out of my life because she couldn't give me a child, but because of the allegations laid on her now I am beginning to rethink things. Elena looked so harmless, and I never suspected her when we lived together. How did the allegations come true?How does she have the nerve to hurt Elena? What else could she have done? Does it mean that Sarah had been lying to me all along?All I want right now is nothing but the fucking truth. I will stop at nothing to find out. Does it mean that she killed Elena or hurt her? I slammed the door open, and the girls and Sarah turned to look at me in shock. They didn't expect my return so soon, and I know that they sensed that I overheard their conversations because they all gasp
Elena’s POV:I woke up very early in the morning with baby Jason running around my bedroom. He had been jumping up and down.“Hey wave, can I at least get some rest? You are going to do all of that when we go on a trip for your birthday.” I spoke.“We are going on a birthday trip.” Oops. I forgot to inform him earlier about it. “Yes, Wave. We are going on a trip for your 5th year birthday,” I said. “Yay! I am so happy, mummy. You are the best. This is going to be so much fun,” he said excitedly. I nodded my head. “I know that you will love it. You should thank Uncle Sam because he made me accept his offer and everything became possible,” I said. “I will do that, mummy,” he said. I pulled him down from the bed and ran my hands through his hair. “We need to get you ready for school today, and I have to be at my school for my cooking practicals,” I said.I just wish the school bus would arrive early so that I would not go through the stress of going late for my practicals. I took
Elena's POV:Jason Wave’s birthday is in three days, and it will be our first trip together out of town. It would also be my first ever vacation in five years.Wave couldn't contain his excitement, and it was all thanks to Sam. Sam wants me to begin work on his company, but I have a passion for cooking. I have been taking care of company work all my life, and now it is time for me to chase my dream. I always cook with passion, but what drains me is balancing school and work at the same time. We were also informed at the restaurant that some important guests will be visiting next week, and we have to do our best to make sure our meals are perfect. After work, I decided to drop by the coffee store and grab some coffee to re-energise. I started to operate the machine, but it seemed not to be pouring out coffee. I tried again, and it was the same result. I sighed, “Now that I am thirsty, not this time around.” When I got tired of kicking, I kicked it so hard that my feet hurt, so I