United StatesLarisa woke up early in the morning, feeling excited about the Tour that awaited her, a Tour she promised herself and her unborn baby the previous night. She stretched her arms and legs, feeling the softness of the hotel bed beneath her. She smiled to herself and got out of bed, ready to start her day.After taking a refreshing shower, Larisa ordered breakfast from the room service. She ordered pancakes, bacon, and a cup of coffee to give her the energy she needed for the day ahead. As she ate, she thought about the places she planned to visit.Larisa went to the lobby and entered the elevator. She pressed the button for the ground floor, and the elevator door closed.Upon stepping outside, Larisa hailed a taxi and embarked on her tour of America's famous tourist spots. She marveled at the towering skyscrapers, explored the bustling streets, and soaked in the vibrant energy of the city.As the day progressed, Larisa's tour eventually led her to the Hollywood sign, a sigh
Mr. and Mrs. Madison thought about what Ashley had said, and after a moment of contemplation, Mr. Madison spoke up. "You're right, Ashley. Let's go see Marcellus."As Mr. Madison, Mrs. Madison, and Ashley walked into the hospital, they looked around at the bustling activity of doctors, nurses, and patients rushing about."I hope we can find Marcellus' ward quickly," Mrs. Madison said, looking worried."Don't worry, dear. We'll find it," Mr. Madison reassured her.As they approached the receptionist, she looked up and greeted them with a smile. "Hello, how can I assist you?" she asked."We're looking for Marcellus Huxleys Ward. Can you tell us where it is?" Ashley spoke up.The receptionist furrowed her brow and looked through some papers on her desk. "Let me see...ah, here it is. Marcellus Huxley is currently in the Post Anesthesia Care Unit. I can give you directions if you'd like.""Yes, please. Thank you," Mr. Madison said gratefully.As the receptionist gave them directions, Mrs.
As Michael watched the group depart, Clara sat alone in the Post Anesthesia care unit hallway, deep in thought. She pondered the best way to approach Michael without raising suspicion. Michael returned to the hallway and saw Clara sitting on a chair. He approached her and sat down next to her."What is it, you wanted to ask me?" Michael inquired, sensing Clara's unease.Clara took a deep breath before speaking. "How did Marcellus get into that accident? Was he on his way to the company?" she asked, hoping to steer the conversation toward Marcellus and Larisa's relationship to avoid raising any suspicion.Michael shrugged. "I overheard Alex and Charles telling Mr. Huxley that Marcellus got into the accident on his way to the airport," he replied."The airport?" Clara exclaimed in shock, wondering why Marcellus would leave the country without telling her. "Where was he traveling to? Why was he on his way to the airport?" she pressed."I heard he was on his way to see his ex-wife Larisa,
"What is it?" Clara asked eagerly, leaning in closer to Marcellus."I'm in..." Marcellus began to say, but before he could finish his sentence, the door to the treatment room suddenly swung open, interrupting their conversation."Mr. Huxley, I heard you're awake after getting some sleep," Dr. John said, walking into the room."Yes, doctor," Marcellus replied, feeling a little disappointed that he was unable to finish his sentence."Come in," the doctor gestured, and a nurse entered the room carrying a tray."Here's some juice and plain crackers. You can have this now for lunch," Dr. John said, smiling warmly."Thanks, doctor," Marcellus said, feeling grateful for the small gesture."Give it to me," Clara said, suddenly taking the tray from the nurse with a smile.Marcellus couldn't help but grin back at Clara's playful expression, but his mind was still preoccupied with what he wanted to say to her. "Will I be able to tell her what I want to tell her?" he thought to himself, feeling a
"I should go check his records and see if he can be discharged tomorrow," Doctor John declared, rising from his chair. Mr. and Mrs. Huxley trailed behind him as he strode purposefully toward the Post Anesthesia Care Unit. Inside, they found Marcellus sound asleep, with a nurse stationed nearby."How is he?" Doctor John inquired, approaching the nurse."After eating the juice and crackers, he dozed off," the nurse reported."Okay, let's check his records after the surgery," Doctor John instructed, gesturing to the nurse to follow him as they approached Marcellus' bedside. However, as they began to review his medical history, Marcellus stirred awake."Hey, how are you feeling?" Doctor John asked, smiling at him.Marcellus rubbed his eyes and groggily replied, "I feel okay, just a little dizzy."Doctor John nodded sympathetically. "That's to be expected while the Anaesthesia wears off, but you'll feel better soon." Doctor John said. "You will undergo some tests, and the results will be a
The man was taken aback when he saw Larisa. "Larisa?" he asked in surprise. "Oh, you're Larisa Madison," he exclaimed, recognizing her.Larisa smiled. "Yes, Steven. I'm Larisa Madison.""I never thought it was you when I heard the name. I knew the name Larisa was kinda rare, but I thought it was someone else," Steven said, chuckling. "It's so good it's you. I thought I would never see you again, and also I forgot to ask for your contact yesterday and I only realized it after the taxi zoomed off."Larisa laughed. "It's okay. I'm just glad we ran into each other again."Steven opened the car trunk and placed Larisa's luggage inside. Larisa got into the car, and they started driving toward her new house.As they drove to the neighborhood, Larisa looked out the car window, taking in the sights of her new neighborhood. "It's so different from what I'm used to," she said.Steven nodded. "Yeah, it's a pretty nice area. You'll get used to it in no time."Larisa smiled as they pulled up to her
Nine months LaterLarisa's face was twisted in pain as she gripped the bed sheets and pushed with all her might. The midwife, a calm and experienced woman, stood by her side, offering words of encouragement."You're doing great, Larisa," the midwife said, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Just a few more pushes and your baby will be here."Larisa screamed again, the pain almost unbearable. "I can't do this," she cried."Yes, you can," the midwife replied firmly. "I know it hurts, but you're almost there. Just focus on your breathing and push."With a final burst of strength, Larisa gave one last push. And then she heard it - the sound of her baby's cries."It's a boy," the midwife announced, holding the tiny, wriggling bundle in her arms. "Congratulations, Larisa, you did it."Overwhelmed with emotion, Larisa couldn't stop the tears from streaming down her face. The midwife gently placed the baby on her chest, and she felt an instant bond with her Son.As Larisa held her new
Larisa looked surprised at the suggestion. "Why would I do that?" she asked."Well, he is the father of the baby, and I'm sure he would like to know that his child is here and healthy," Steven explained.Larisa sighed, feeling conflicted. "I don't think I can tell him," she said softly.Steven understood her hesitation, but he also knew that it was important to keep the father involved in the baby's life. "Just think about it, Larisa. He has a right to know," he said gently.Larisa nodded but didn't say anything more. Steven could see the exhaustion etched on her face and decided to drop the subject.It's been nine months and Marcellus Huxley had achieved a level of fame and success that made him a household name, thanks to the completion and launch of the Huxley's Shopping Mall building, as well as other successful investments. The mall quickly became a popular destination for people from all over the country, with daily patronage from countless households. Despite his many accomplis