Maureen came back!!
She returned to the hospital a week after Sophia was discharged. She came to see Dr. Simon.
"I... I was kidnapped!" She cried wiping her crocodile tears.
"Once I went back home after coming to see you and Sophia I was kidnapped the next day" she paused for a breather."Some people around still think my late husband has more money like before, they called for ransom and my younger sister who was around then couldn't raise any money... She had to sell the only home and property we owned Yet it wasn't enough for my kidnappers.
I was taken hostage for one good week with no food or water Doctor, I prayed for death to take me... but I remembered my dear Sophia... I started praying to get out and for God to keep her safe for me and... And he did hear my prayers" She burst into fresh hot tears.Slowly she took out a dirty handkerchief from her old purse and dabbed her fake tears.MaureenEveryone, family, and friends were celebrating his return. Ernest Bestman thought quietly as he watched his wife with her co-worker's chat at a corner. He recalled how he met Olivia, he was still struggling as a young politician, and she was a single lady with no family, working at the embassy. They weren't the best of collabo as friends advised but they tried hard to keep the relationship alive with so much hard work and sacrifices which brought them here today. He smiled. But whenever the thoughts of his son Jason filtered in, Ernest would feel weary.Jason was given everything his parents could afford and as the saying applied, much was expected of him. Ernest was disappointed, his wife wasn't helpful too, she overindulged Jason who cared about nothing and no one except himself. He understood his wife Olivia grew up an orphan and wanted her child to have the life she didn't. Ernest didn't sha
Sophia was awake staring at the intricate carvings on the ceiling above her.The constant noise of the crickets from outside her window was the only sound heard at such a dead hour while her mind traipsed. She painstakingly sat up on her bed and sighed dejectedly. One look at her stiff legs the depression would seem to come back in full force. Nobody would ever imagine waking up to discover their limbs had become numb, docile, and forever lose the privilege to walk. Freda her help wasn't around anymore to help her to her wheelchair, So she decided to do it herself. Sophia struggled to get on her chair and fetch a glass of water from the kitchen since the one kept on her bedside was finished. She drank a lot of water whenever she was nervous and she was nervous because today Stanley and Maureen had insisted on seeing the investigation to its end. After all, the police found the culp
They were visiting!... That was all Sophia heard for her mind to go berserk. She was sat in her wheelchair in the kitchen, while Maureen went about making lunch for them. Stanley was at work. He had earlier left saying he was called in to be part of a major operation at the hospital. And Sophia cleaned up to return downstairs surprisingly she found Maureen busy in the kitchen ordering the house helps. While she was wondering what the occasion was, Maureen hollered at her to join her and in full spirit narrated how the previous day at the station went. Every bit became clear as she watched her stepmother bustled about cheerfully placing varieties of side dishes on the counter. Maureen wasn't one to cook on a daily but today was different and Sophia just realized why. The realization brought chills all over her. She wasn't ready to meet anyone in her depressed stat
"It can't be!..." Jason thought. He watched her from where he sat. She looked so pretty and delicate in her wheelchair to have been lifeless on the road that night. He watched silently, his curious eyes drifted to every part of her body he could see, noticing how shiny and curly her hair was and the fact that it was braided into two parallel lines and some tendrils left to give her an innocent look. But most importantly, he loved her skin color. Like a mixture of black coffee and milk, her caramel skin shone under her thick dark curls bringing her beauty to life. Sophia nervously wheeled herself inside the living room where everyone sat waiting for her. Refusing to make eye contact with the guests for fear of how real the situation was. she glanced at Stanley who gave her a warm smile encouraging her further into the room. "Dear, how are you doing this morni
"Won't you tell me already why you've been hiding here for the past few days? Because I know you, Jason, these past few weeks you took me and our relationship for granted, and all of a sudden you're back like nothing happened" Charlotte queried. Jason was on the treadmill running laps with sweat dripping all over his fit body. He paid less attention to her knowing it got on her nerves really bad. "Do not give me that silence for an answer am talking to you Jason and as your girlfriend, I need an answer ASAP!!!" She jabbed her long-filed nails at his chest stopping him on his track. "Look char... Am in no mood for your banter, I thought you wanted me here with you? And now am here, you're disturbing." He walked off the mill and into their shared expensive room dabbing at his moist silky skin.Charlotte followed suit. "Yes you're here but half of you is here not all. Something is wrong and I can sense it, Sean isn't acting like
Olivia Bestman sat in an armchair facing her husband. Thinking about how the situation escalated so much. "Your lawyer came by yesterday... And left with a conflicted look, it bothered me so much what the secret meeting was about..." She paused for a while to gauge his reactions. "Is it true?." "Yes... Yes, whatever your guts told you is true." "How could you do that to our son? You can't give away all our fortune to a cripple! Ernest this is our hard-earned wealth!" She cried. "I mean there are other ways to get our son to turn a new leaf than giving up everything to some beggar. We can sit him down and talk to him, when was the last time you both had a father and son time? It's either you're on your long travels or he's trying to avoid your judgmental gazes." Ernest stood in anger. he loved his son as much but his wife contributed so much to his irresponsibility and still did.
Everyone was here except him!... Sophia thought while they all sat in the magistrate's office waiting for the so-called groom to make his grand appearance. There was no need for a white wedding. Olivia insisted it wasn't necessary and Sophia didn't mind, she wasn't stable for the stress that came with it though. So they all arranged a mini court wedding and after the paperwork are signed everyone would converge at the Bestman mansion for an extravagant reception. Maureen already saw to it that the maids at home prepared assorted dishes for her guests. Her stepmother was more enthusiastic than the bride herself, she dressed in a peach Alexander Mac Quinn gown which barely covered her upper bosom. But unlike her, Olivia dressed in a simple carton color skirt and blouse and matched with a flowery hat and her red bottom heels. She looked quite exotic and still maintained her simplicity, unlike Mau
Infuriated was the word Jason would use to explain his present emotion as he ransacked his live-in closet for his passport and money, yet found nothing. It was obvious his tenacious mother and over-prioritized father had invaded his privacy once more, dashing all his immediate plans of eloping with charlotte to the mud. Jason groaned in frustration, he flung some clothes off the hanger, furiously dragging his expensive leather box out of the wardrobe, and began tearing out everything in it without a second thought. Seeing red, Jason marched down to his parent's quarters in the east wing muttering incoherent words to himself as he ignored the weird looks by the servants around. "Where is it?!" He exhaled watching his mother carefully like a predator. Olivia stopped applying her night lotion and smiled once she saw her son came home. "Jason you're h
Charlotte heavy sat in a rickety congested bus on her way to Sean's house. Feeling disgusted with herself and everyone inside the bus which wasn't the best option for a pregnant woman like her because every bad road they encountered was seeming detrimental to her and the baby's health. She had cried so much the day she discovered that Jason and Sophia were back together and engaged. After hoping she could get back with Jason once he returned from London now it felt like a dream those years in university when he cared for her in different ways. She messed up big time and she knew it by going for Sean. Sean was mean to her, he refused the pregnancy insisting they run a DNA test once the baby was born but yet refused to fund her medical bills.She couldn't return to her pauper home with her hopeless parents that derived peace in their condition. She has always hated her life with her parents and siblings. The slums and bad weather. she never felt th
Soundtrack: (Memories by Maroon5)🎵🎶 Three months later... The butler who stood at the entrance to the Bestman inc. Handed him his fur coat efficiently as he sighted his boss's son stepping out of the elevator with some of the company workers, they were all engulfed in their deep conversations that they didn't notice anyone else around. As business tycoons they were, every other thing around them didn't matter at all until they were out of the company premises, It was all strictly business. After a few banter with his colleagues, Jason finally took the opened door and stepped out into the cold winter. It was Christmas already. The streets were filled with Christmas vibes with decorations of white, green, and red everywhere. Children in the playground built snowballs and castles. You could see the anticipatory smiles on people's faces because it was a season of love and sharing. J
He hated the smell of hospitals... It nauseated him to the brim. Everyone there always looked somewhat depressed and pitiable and it wasn't a nice feeling at all. Jason adjusted his black nose mask which he intentionally wore to prevent excessive inhalation of the hospital antiseptics and drugs that had become a permanent smell. As he walked through the hallway in search of the cashier section for the final discharge bills with his unkempt curls bouncing all overthe place without care, Jason observed the stolid atmosphere, there were a lot of people trooping in and out of the general hospital all in their world of problems alongside their loved ones. It depressed him to know that such an amount of people fell sick each day. It may sound unbelievable but he never needed to visit a general hospital even at a younger age. But when Mason called the day before, informing him of Sean's attempt to take his own life, Jaso
Song: Avril Lavinge (Wish you were here) I love the way you areIts who I am don't have to try hardThey always say, say it like it isBut the truth is that I really miss All those crazy things you saidYou left them running through my headYou're always thereYou're everywhereBut right now I wish you were here (Chorus)Damn, damn, damnWhat I'd do to have you here, here, hereI wish you were hereDamn, damn, damnWhat I'd do to have you near, near, nearI wish you were here "It's been three days..
Touche, if the tear rubber Audi E-Tron that came as a wedding present a few months ago was human, it would be ballistic for the graceless and heavy-handed way Jason drove it in the streets through the highway to the familiar quiet aesthetic area he lived in. The thrill he felt at the latest discovery that Charlotte wasn't pregnant for him was unimaginably relieving. The only thought in his skittish mind was Sophia. His dear wife, to return in her arms as he left her that cold morning, and if only she would still be in her silky nighties with her curls shrouding her high cheekbones and plump lips nothing would give him more pleasure than to cup her in his arms and apologize for his irrationalities and promise her forever together. It would settle any indifference she had towards him. Jason smiled at the thought of something new with Sophia. She was like a breath of fresh air that he'd longed for and he knew deep down
Song: by Post Malone. (Circles)Let goI got a feeling that its time to let goI say so I knew that this was doomed from the get-goYou thought that it was special, SpecialBut it was just the sex though, The sex thoughAnd I still hear the echoes (the echoes)I got a feeling that its time to let it go, let it go (Chorus)Seasons change and our love went coldFeed the flames cause we can't let goRunaway, but we're running in circlesRunaway, run away.
Ernest Bestman paced about in his office deep in thought. His wife and son were seated across him with uncertainty. Jason sat beside his mother feeling uncomfortable and anxious.He was scared of his father's reaction towards his current situation. Yesterday's events had him running on his heels with alacrity for solutions. He couldn't stomach the intensity of what Charlotte had thrown at him the previous day prompting his early rise. As he took a longing glance at his breathtaking innocent wife spread on the rumpled sheets drawing in alluring shallow breaths, the sound a strong sedative, an antidote for his persistent insomnia which had haunted him since the incident that brought them together. He would have loved for nothing more than to lay by her side till whenever the sun was down. Jason shook his head in dismay at his hopeless romantic thoughts. Carefully and unwillingly he s
It rained heavily that night!... He was drunk and drained of energy. He wanted to give up everything so badly but the thought of a lonely someone kept him sane and he wanted to fight for what they had till his last breath. That was his conclusion as he stepped into the dark cold room to find her awake staring into nothingness. His feet felt too heavy to move once her apprehensive gaze fell on him, her countenance changed to that of a stranger. “You still keep them around?” Sophia questioned dryly. Jason stopped moving closer. “What?!.” “What did she want now?” she continued, ignoring his previous question. Jason wanted to explain everything from top to bottom, but the intensity of what he was about to say weighed down on him so much, he was afraid Sophia could not bear it. “Why are you doing this?... What’s your bloody aim Jason?!” she
The August visit!!!... Charlotte rushed towards Jason once her gaze fell on him. It had been weeks and days he had been avoiding her and she didn't know what to do. The first time she came to his house she was dead drunk and didn't know her bearing. She had to prod Sean before he revealed Jason's address. Relieved, was how she felt setting eyes on Jason who looked angry and tired. She fell into his arms before Jason could comprehend a thing. "Baby, thank goodness you're alright. I thought you've gone on one of your disturbing escapades" she showered swift wet kisses on his neck as she clutched to him firmly, afraid he might push her away. Sophia rolled in at that moment to behold the unprecedented drama. This time around, her emotions weren't just everywhere they were drained. After the little fight, they had on their way home she was expecting to return home and rest maybe t