42****Natalie's POV****The V.I.P ward of the The Oaks Medical Center was greatly sparse, neatly arranged and painted in white. While I walked to Maurice's bed, I found out that four other patients were present in the room. With two patients, placed on an oxygen machine and another on the farthest end who convulsed rigorously causing the people around her to panic and call for the doctor. Two nurses clad in blue scrubs came in first, a female and a male. The male made to check the equipment connected to the female patient, before the doctor arrived to find out what was amiss. I diverted my attention, glancing at the reason I had walked into the room in the first place. Maurice laid still without his glasses on. I could see the trace of his frame line at the side of his eyes. I fondled his hair tenderly, recollecting my time as a patient in the hospital. I took his hands in mine patting them warmly, still staring intently at his shut eyes. An hour later, Maurice's mother, Louisa Br
43“Sir!" A tactical officer called the attention of Sebastian Wills. Standing at his door, which was widely opened. He was tall and huge and had the demeanor of a bouncer. Sebastian diverted his gaze from the file he had been peering at, and beckoned on him to get in. “Alvan..." He said, granting him permission to go on. Alvan began, “Just like I presumed, sir" he said. “The event that happened two nights ago has confirmed my research"“What research, Alvan?" Sebastian asked, folding his arms. “The heir of Zurich Corporations, Kevin Fidell, is the prime suspect. I think he is the gang leader we have been trying to get our hands on" Alvan continued. “Mmmmh..." Sebastian exclaimed, rubbing the side of his face and sucking his teeth. “That's true, I have been making my findings too"“However, he won't be the only one to be investigated on this issue" Sebastian continued. “There's more work for you and the boys, Alvan..."“Get the gun man too" Sebastian added, looking back to the
44****Natalie's POV****On my way to the hospital, I had decided to get beverages for Maurice, alongside a bouquet of flowers as Maurice had always done. Inhaling the flowers when I got close to the VIP ward of the hospital, I was reminded of Maurice's predicament and current state of health. The sweet scent of the peonies were not enough to assuage the guilt I felt or my pity towards Maurice. I had said a short prayer with Mrs. MayFair, the favor I requested from her, and I strongly believed that even before I got to the hospital Maurice would regain his consciousness atleast. Main reason I had bought the beverages. My pace began to diminish and my smile faded when I discovered Jane was still very much around, sitting very close to Louisa. Her arms tucked in hers. It seemed like they had a very good relationship earlier on and she had been having a heart to heart conversation with her. My eyes scrolled through the hospital cabinet that was already loaded with fruit drinks, water
45****Maurice's POV****The pain at the sides of my stomach never ceased, it seemed to have increased this morning and despite the urge surging within me, I didn't heed to groaning. I feigned weak smiles as my mother stood very close to the door of the ward. I hated to see her cry. Writhing in pain and moaning in low tunes, I gave in to tightening my fist as two nurses clad in blue advanced towards me. “Your surgery will be taking place in an hour, mister!" The taller nurse said. “We will be conducting some laboratory tests, and physical examination to prep you for your surgery" she added, waiting to get my approval before she gets to business. “Sure!" I affirmed. A test was ran on my abdomen, followed by a general test and I was administered a pain relief, transfused directly through my veins. In few minutes, the pain lessened. The other nurse helped her in lifting me up carefully from my bed to the critical care stretcher. When we moved out, my mother's weeping increased. Jane
46****Natalie's POV****I clinged tightly to my Italian bag, sitting clumsily at the passenger's area of the taxi I had booked, while my boobs bounced in motion with the car as the driver galloped through the road leading to the hospital. I had booked the taxi because I didn't think I was fit enough to ride to the hospital. Yes! I was still greatly devastated about the news of Kevin being the robber who had deflowered me that night. Looking blankly at Maurice's cell phone I held in my hands, I reminisced on how deeply my father was affected. So much that I had to pacify him. “Who would have thought Mr. Fiddell's son was the culprit all this while?" He had asked sadly. My father went on with his job, and I believed that Kevin's case might mar the relationship between him and Mr. Fidell. Mrs. MayFair frequented visiting my room, and offered uncountable long embraces to me for going through a lot of ill happenings at the same time. For two days, I had remained in my room refusing to
47****Maurice's POV****The sound of approaching footsteps diverted my attention, I looked up at once and my eyes litted when I discovered it was Natalie. It appeared as though the earth had paused in it's movement. In my eyes, Natalie's footsteps changed from the usual pace to a slower one. Her hips swerving and her boobs bouncing as she walked. Her eyes widened when they met with mine, and she broke into a run, diving straight into my arms. “Ouch!" I screamed, but I still clung to her. “Don't hurt him!" Jane intervened, almost pulling Natalie out of my body. “Forgive my manners, Jane" Natalie replied, pulling herself out at once. “Ms. Louisa" She added too, giving a slight bow to my mom. “I'm just so happy to see you, Maurice! I am sorry, if I hurt you" she said with a pant. “Groceries, Jane!" My mother reminded that minute. “Let's go to the supermarket nearby to get groceries..." she remarked. That was a sign. Jane made to opine, but she stopped. I guess the great respect
48****Kevin's POV****A month and a week later, I was still in the custody of the SWAT team. I had been moved to a detention area, not too far from the previous office I was arrested. Three weeks ago, I was granted a bail hearing, a pre trial, after Elle's manipulative confession of sexual assault and domestic abuse. I didn't succeed as expected. The points my attorney gave weren't enough to swoon the judge. Elle gave solid evidences of her face pictures and some part of her body which looked reddened than the others. It infuriated the law body, and I was properly warned to desist from commiting more offenses like bribery, or else I would be made to face worse punishment.I had buried my head in shame and walked staggeringly behind the SWAT team who took me back to the detention area I was placed. As the patrol car moved, I watched my mother from the prisoner's compartment. Her father and my grandfather, Dr. Lewis Arnold, stood beside her. I watched her quake in tears while my gran
49****Natalie's POV****Maurice began to walk better two weeks after. He didn't light limp like he did the day he resumed work at the company. I frequented taking documents to him myself and fervently hoped for joint tasks with Maurice, as my father had always done in earlier days. He did appear more dashing each day, and my excitement grew. Soon, we both knew the staffs have found out that we had a thing, a perfect chemistry!. It was no longer a hidden affair. On a particular day, I spoke to Maurice in his office and wondered how deeply he must have loved me to have forgotten everything I did and my love affair with Kevin. The countless refusals and all the hurts I had made him go through. Walking out with him at the close of work, I smiled broadly as we conversed. We encountered my father when he was about leaving and my smile widened, when I noticed he also had a smile on his face. I was guessing the idea of making Louisa his wife has now been buried from his mind. Maurice held
Epilogue Could Natalie and her husband hide his surgery and his state of incapability from Louisa?. They indeed tried their possible best, but Louisa noticed in no time. They wouldn't remain in whatever state Natalie had mentioned, forever. Louisa Brown found out the very moment she stepped her foot in the Brown's home for a visit. Maurice's mobility took quite the time, solid six months. However, he began exercising his legs by walking around the garden in their home. Natalie, his loving wife, was always willing to help. In a month, Maurice began to walk, advancing in progress as the days went by. Additionally, Natalie birthed her twin babies the next month, and Maurice couldn't contain his joy. Two healthy looking kids, a boy and a girl which they both named, Maya and Maverick. The lovey dovey couple, Jane and Kevin, visited the Browns as they promised, bearing their wedding invitation card which they presented before they left their abode. Their joy was simply undiluted,
72“I think we need to leave, your dad's food is getting cold!" She managed to say, she didn't want him to notice just how jittery and nervous she felt. He flashed a smile as he stood very close now, and Jane looked at him, admiring his beards and eyes. She couldn't stop staring at his eyes. His stare was still fixed at Jane. Making his eyes duller and licking his lower lips, Kevin leaned in more and more. ‘The effect Jane had on him!' Kevin couldn't dispute the fact that Jane was the first lower class girl he had ever fallen for, she would never had been his type before his days in prison but there was something about Jane! He couldn't help but appreciate the fact that a bit of his personality changed after his stay. Jane was fire!.Their nose touched now and they felt each other's breathe on their faces. Jane began to close her eyes tightly, exhilarated that Kevin made to kiss her. His nose grazed hers, and then went down her cheek, before she heard him whisper softly. “I'd try
71Jane walked brisky, and halted two steps forward. “What the fuck am I doing?!" She mused, her face wearing a little frown. Biting her lips and giving in to a wide smile, she remembered the naughty dream she had last night about Kevin. ‘How could I think of him so much that he appeared right in my dream?' she muttered unconsciously. Wasn't she stupid to fall for Kevin? She thought. Kevin had also been involved with Natalie. Why was she always attracted to anyone around Natalie?! She thought further, giving a loud sigh. She was definitely crazy! Yes. If Kevin still had a thing for Natalie, she would be flung back into another period of heartbreak and desolateness. She would rather kill whatever she felt for Kevin now and save herself of such stress, but could she?.Heading a few steps forward, she stopped right in her tracks as she discovered Kevin had been standing, his hands was tucked in his pocket and his face gazing directly to the floor, switching it to the other side of t
70****Natalie's POV****The reception area of The Arnold Healing Center was almost the same as the Oaks Medical Center where Maurice's first surgery was conducted. However, I could spot that the current hospital was more sparse and equipped. Not so surprised, the Fiddell's baffling wealth was never hidden!.The sudden deep breath Maurice gave as they placed him on the stretcher made me panic. I sucked in a deep breath too, shutting my eyes, before the masculine voice of an advanced doctor jilted me out of my solemn moment. “You will be just okay, pretty lady!" The doctor said with a smile, he was dressed in shrubs. I couldn't help but smile back despite how I felt. He was so cool, regardless of the fact that he had aged. Was this Kevin's grandfather? Dr. Arnold?.“Dr. Arnold... I think you're Mr. Brown's wife, right?" He asked, offering a handshake.“Yes, I am" I replied with a smile, taking his hands. I should have noticed he was Kevin's grand father the moment I beheld his face.
69****Kevin's POV****I painted the white part of my drawing paper, applying the red hue I had lightened with a white. As I stroked the brush repeatedly on the paper, I was satisfied at the exact color of redness it reflected. ‘Perfect!' I whispered. The sound of approaching footsteps caught my attention and I darted my eyes to the entrance of my little pleasure workshop. Yes! My pleasure workshop. For now, I painted every and anything my mind could think of to retain the little joy I felt since I arrived Carolton, hoping to enlarge that joy soon. Peering closely, I discovered it was my grandfather's worker, Jane. Our eyes met, and she looked away, letting her sight fall to her feet. In her hand was a basket of food. I had requested that Dr. Arnold inform Jane of my need for lunch that afternoon. “It won't be bad to know how her food tastes right?" I had asked my grandad. “How her food taste?" He returned the question with disbelief, evident in his eyes. “You have no idea of J
68****Natalie's POV****I just couldn't believe my ears when the doctor came up with another news after giving the diagnosis he did earlier. “I'd advise your husband should be moved to another hospital. His condition is critical and he needs the best hands to ensure a successful surgery" the doctor suggested. I looked on not knowing the best way to react. Already, I've been tired of weeping. My head felt way too light. Maurice made to talk. “Where do..."“Don't speak Maurice, please..." I sauntered.Maurice was very conscious unlike his first stay at the hospital, but now his condition was actually worse like the doctor had said. He was unable to stand upright now, and though he could gaze at me. All he did was lie on the bed, wearing a sad look on the face. “I will make very careful enquiries on the best hospital to be referred to"“Do have a nice day, Mr. Brown and take enough rest. The nurses would check in from time to time" he said, placing his stethoscope back to his neck
67“Granny! Granny!" Jane called, scurrying to the kitchen. “What about this? How does it look?" She asked, turning around in a circle. The emerald wrap dress she wore, danced around with her. “This is just perfect! You look beautiful as always my pretty little darling!" Her granny complimented, giving a tired laugh. Jane laughed along, going behind to clasp her granny's shoulder while resting her head on them. After visiting Dr. Arnold two weeks before, they had come to a conclusion that Jane would deliver food for him at lunch and attimes for breakfast if he had to leave his home on time, this would be passed across as a notice to her through a text or call. A compilation of the doctor's favorite meals were written down, and Jane took proper note of them. The first day she was dressed in a shirt and pant, and had gone to deliver bento boxes that contained smoked salmon bagels, roast beef, brie sandwiches and grilled vegetables wrapped in hummus. Dr. Arnold found that funny. He
66****Kevin's POV****Still pissed at what just happened, I surged forward. Wondering why the lady I had ran into, hit me so hard that my cap had to lose it's position. ‘What the fuck was she thinking?!'She succeeded in revealing my face, something I never wanted. Nobody should know that Kevin Fidell was back and out from prison. I couldn't bear to be treated or looked upon as a bad person, the prison had placed a long term stigma on me. One that would go as much as lasting forever. Now, I appeared like the lowest of low lives but I don't freaking care!. Everyone thinks of me as a deranged person. No, I was fully sane, but this is my resort to hiding my identity. Back in East Esturnburg Penitentiary, the law had made a decision that ended up in my favor. My sickness was too severe to still retain me, else my condition would get worse and so I was granted my freedom. Just like that! My only duty was to make sure I never got myself into any mess, else I would receive an even harder
65****Natalie's POV****Maurice took a break for one whole month, before he considered going over to his new office in Lauren & Co, the commercial building his office was situated. That one month served as a very intimate honeymoon for the both of us, and the environment of our abode made it even more enjoyable. Maurice and I had wild sex in every corner of the room, the bathtub, the kitchen, verandah, on the big cabinet and sometimes I was pinned against the wall. Saying I was not wowed would be my highest form of insincerity. I never believed Maurice would give me good sex, which got even better while we were at it. “Every man has wild thoughts for a woman he loves, Nat. I was simply respecting you and your body" he had said, when I informed him of my astonishment. The next one week after our one month of honeymoon, threw me into the loving wife mood. I prepared breakfast early while his bath water was already placed in bathroom, woke him up with morning kisses to go in for his