The sky was getting darker, another rainy storm was coming. Patricia glanced at the huge square clock hanging high up on the wall of the restaurant. It was 6:00pm. How had time passed by so fast?Hee lawyer Katherine smiled warmly at her "I didn't expect we would spend so much time. I thought it would take just an hour or two…"Patricia laughed. "That's totally fine. There was a lot to talk about. It's getting dark, I believe it's time for me to release you.""I'll see you another time, Mrs Patricia" Katherine stacked the scattered documents on the table together and put it inside her briefcase. Standing up from her chair, she muttered "Have a great day and take care."Patricia sat and watched until Katherine walked out of the restaurant door. She picked her pen and notepad on the table and put them in her small handbag, signaling that she was getting ready to leave….Through the side of eye, she observed the young man still sitting at the opposite end of the restaurant. She noticed h
George glanced up at the huge round clock hanging on the white wall of the hospital room. His vision was blurry as his eyes welled up with fresh tears. He had never driven at full speed like the way he did this night. He didn't even care about driving rules and all of that.His mother couldn't just die like that, after everything she had been through. He could not allow her to lose again to the man he should be calling 'father'.11:15pm…How did a simple day that was all about him attending a meeting turn into this?He moved his gaze over to his mother as she laid on the bed, her head propped on a pillow. His left hand held tightly to her right hand and he whimpered, trying to hold back the rush of tears.After a while, he sighed in relief as he watched the final drop of blood flow through the drip sack that was connected to a vein on his mother's wrist….She had lost a large quantity of blood which almost put her in a critical position. Luckily, he had a similar blood type with her.
James pushed the door open and barged in causing Morris and Judith to jump in shock. He had a look of disgust on his face and he folded his fists like he was about to punch something or someone."Didn't you hear me? I said explain what I just heard right now, all of it?! Who did you kill?!"Morris signaled and Raymond excused himself and walked out.James glared at Morris and took a step forward "So that's what your bodyguard is for, right? He goes around doing different dirty jobs for you? I can't believe I even thought he was helping you with the company. I can see clearly no—""James, silence!!" Morris commanded"Oh just cut it out already!" James yelled at him. "Do you think I care about respecting you right now?!"James turned and glared at Judith "And you…you are really what they call you. A greedy, stupid mistress who likes to reap where she didn't sow! You disgust me and I hate the fact that I ever called you mother""How dare you?!" Judith yelled. She raised a hand to hit him
George stirred in bed, the rays of sunlight brightening the room. He squinted and looked around, trying to adjust his sleepy eyes to his surroundings.What was the time? He looked at the clock and saw 7:20am.After a stormy day yesterday, the sun seemed to be rising too early today.He sat up in bed, plopping a soft pillow behind him to support his back. He still felt a bit down but better than how he felt yesterday. Tony would be standing in for him to take care of his mother until he arrived at the hospital. He really hoped there would be positive news today about his mother regaining her consciousness.The sweet aroma of baked potatoes and fried chicken caught his attention and he looked at the direction where the smell was coming from. The sight before him made George blink and rub his eyes…About twenty steps away from the bed was Rachel sitting on their small dining table for two, with a large plate of the delicious smelling food but not just that, she was glaring at him and pa
George and Rachel rushed into the hospital where Mrs Patricia was. It was already mid afternoon. Just as George expected, they were being followed at the beginning.But they managed to escape through a taxi they specifically booked. Today was a very busy day with lots of vehicles on the road. It wasn't easy for the 'bad guys' to follow them easily.As they stepped into the hospital, George glanced at Rachel "This is the only chance we have to come here. You can see what it took for us to come here peacefully today. They won't let us go if there is a next time….""I understand. Somehow, I wasn't expecting them to show up anyway. Morris is so relentless. But if you no longer come here, what's going to happen to your mother?""I have prepared a private apartment for her to stay in somewhere far away from here, with equipped maids and a chef. She is to remain hidden until we round up this case. We have all the evidence, so that shouldn't be a problem"Rachel nodded."Let's go in. She is o
George and Rachel came down from the taxi they had booked to return home. Instead of stopping right in front of the villa's gate, George told the driver to stop at the final junction that led to the villa.It would be better if he and Rachel walked home from there. Who knows?....If the bodyguards at the gate caught sight of the taxi driver and the plate number of his car, they could go as far as kidnapping him just to demand for where he and Rachel are coming back from.George was not hundred percent sure but he had a strong feeling that Morris believed that Patricia was not dead yet. Watching his own mother get crippled was enough for him, he would never allow Morris to harm her a second time. Because, she would really die if he had a second chance."Is it possible that Morris has sent some guys to check the database of all the hospital's in the country?" Rachel asked as they walked down the road."That's exactly my thought. I believe so but luckily, Tony has moved her away to a pr
Rachel sat quietly at the dining table, eating her breakfast of waffles, scrambled eggs and bacon. She peeked at George who was eating at the opposite end of the table.Something was off. Maybe he had a lot on his mind or maybe he just didn't feel like talking. It felt like he was keeping his distance from her, avoiding her.During this period, precisely since the evidence showed Morris was behind her father's case and when Morris also tried harming Sophia, George had been acting strange. He was distant.He didn't treat her poorly or anything like that but he wasn't himself like the way he was when they first got married. He answered all her questions whenever she asked any but he never really 'talked' to her.Most of their conversations so far were either about her father in prison, Mrs Patricia who was receiving treatment privately or Morris and Judith…..They hardly talked about 'each other' these days.Was it because they were in their twelfth month of marriage and they only had
Sophia held out a piece of tissue to Rachel and rubbed her back gently. They stood at an empty section of the toilet. The floor above them was the room where the final court case was to be held. "Everything is going fine. Why are you crying?"Rachel dabbed her face with the tissue and sniffed "Don't worry. They are not sad tears, I'm just so happy. I can't believe that the day I've been waiting for since the last six years is finally here…."Sophia smiled. "That's true. I still remember when you were leaving to get married to George. I thought you were crazy back then. I thought you would be harmed over here or that something huge would go wrong. I couldn't understand why you would choose to take this path but I'm glad that everything turned out for the best.""Yea…I'm so glad nobody died in this process unless it would have made things worse. It wouldn't really feel like a victory after all"Sophia switched on her phone and checked the time. "We have about an hour left before the cou
Five months laterRachel wadded slowly across the sitting room, placing a hand on her round waist for support. Her legs felt slightly heavy and she felt like a big whale that was about to push out a whole nation.Yes, a nation! She was absolutely losing it at this point.She rubbed her rounded belly, a frustrated frown on her face. All the baby birth books she read so far said the normal gestation period for babies was nine months. What exactly was this baby still doing inside of her?The baby was already due, why wasn't her water breaking yet? At this point, she could faint from exhaustion.Thank goodness Sophia was coming over today. She needed someone to talk to before she lost it.Has it been just five months since they got married? Ugh! It felt like five years!Because of this pregnancy!After this round, she needed at least four years to get herself back to normal, before deciding if she wanted baby number two.Her favorite food disgusted her, the back aches were almost driving
Rachel stood up from her bed slowly, not sure she heard what Sophia just said clearly.George was here? For what exactly?Did he come to officially announce their divorce to her parents? Or was he here for another reason unknown to her?She wore her slippers and turned to head out to the sitting room. At the same time, George was walking into her room.Rachel paused when she saw him. The atmosphere in the room felt different all of a sudden. How could he even open his mouth to say he wanted a divorce only to look like this a week later?He was a reflection of her right now. It was obvious he was not eating well or sleeping well either. The bags under his eyes were enough proof. And was it just her eyes or was he slimmer than just a week ago?Her normal self would have shut him out in anger by now, telling him to go away for putting her through so much emotional torture in the past week but after hearing Sophia's advice, she felt like she could understand him now….He must have had a
"Rachel told me everything that happened between the both of you…" Arthur Reeves voiced out to George sitting in front of him."Uhm…." George mumbled not knowing what to say in response.Arthur watched George fidgeting in his chair and rubbing his fingers together. George was nervous and uncomfortable around him….It was something he never thought would happen. George had been very close and dear to him in the past. For the most part, he had watched him grow from a lad into a young man. George used to talk to him comfortably more than he talked to his own father, Morris.Watching him sitting across, avoiding his gaze and mumbling words was strange to him.But he couldn't blame him….He could see that George felt guilty on his father's behalf. He felt that somehow he was linked to his father's nasty actions and had to pay a price too. That was why he was being hard on Rachel and cutting her off instantly.Because he believed she deserved a better husband from a 'clean' home….Arthur si
"You are not my son anymore. Don't ever call yourself that again!….." Judith yelled through the transparent shield as she glared at James.James sat in front of the woman who was supposed to be a mother to him….But who had never been. Not even for once.You would think that locking her up in here would break her back but no! She was made of steel.Staring at her fuming angrily, he realized that he didn't have a lot of good memories of her. From a young age, she made his life miserable but he had to take it all because that's what children do, right?They take all the nonsense because they have nowhere else to go.He still remembered everything clearly….How she had frightened him as a child, threatening to kill George if she saw him playing with him again.He had been so afraid of losing his dear brother that he stayed away for so long until they were grown-up and there was no longer any bond between him and George.He remembered the countless slaps and beatings she would give him if
Rachel stood still and gasped in shock. It felt like a cold wind blew past her as she stared in surprise at the man who stood before her.Did she hear him correctly now or was she hallucinating? He wanted a divorce. George wanted to divorce her.If anyone had told her that the moment she came back from the villa this morning after spending some time with her father, she would hear a ridiculous statement like this, she would have just stayed back!Had he been drinking? What nonsense was he saying?Rachel was so shocked she didn't even notice the tears already trickling down her cheeks. As she stood in front of him with the divorce papers in her hand, what even annoyed her more than anything was the fact that he had already signed his part of the divorce papers.So quickly….Did he want to get rid of her so fast? She had already told her parents and Sophia that she was not putting an end to their marriage. She had also made it clear to George that she loved him….Why was he suddenly de
"Are you expecting me to apologize to you? Have you lost your mind, you crippled imbecile?"George rubbed his hands on his forehead as Judith hurled different words at his mother, Patricia who just stared at her.He despised this woman a lot. No, the word was 'hate'. He hated her….Ever since she got arrested five days ago, he had been replaying different scenes from the past in his mind, feeling different emotions….All the nasty things this woman had done to his mother for years and gotten away with. All the times she had made his mother cry behind closed doors. For the moments when she rubbed it in his face as a little boy that he meant nothing to his father and her son, James was loved more than him. For the moments when she never failed to remind his mother that she was an unloved wife….And many other things he didn't want to remember right now.He couldn't for the life of him understand how his mother accepted her into the villa in the first place! That was all the push she nee
5 Days LaterNothing would have prepared him for the way he felt the moment he entered the main villa of Imperial Hub Limited.What used to be Morris's villa….Arthur Reeves walked through the familiar pathway that led to where Morris used to stay. He used to go here to talk to Morris in his personal library. They would laugh, talk and joke around about different things.In the midst of their laughter and conversation, he never suspected for once that Morris despised him and was looking for a way to get rid of him.Till today, he still couldn't understand why Morris didn't just let him go….He knew that Morris felt uncomfortable about all the board members saying he was a better leader and businessman compared to Morris. He decided to leave because it made perfect sense to do so at that moment.He was already packing his things, making it known that he was resigning and would have nothing to do with the company anymore. Was that not enough?What else did Morris want? What else was he
Sophia held out a piece of tissue to Rachel and rubbed her back gently. They stood at an empty section of the toilet. The floor above them was the room where the final court case was to be held. "Everything is going fine. Why are you crying?"Rachel dabbed her face with the tissue and sniffed "Don't worry. They are not sad tears, I'm just so happy. I can't believe that the day I've been waiting for since the last six years is finally here…."Sophia smiled. "That's true. I still remember when you were leaving to get married to George. I thought you were crazy back then. I thought you would be harmed over here or that something huge would go wrong. I couldn't understand why you would choose to take this path but I'm glad that everything turned out for the best.""Yea…I'm so glad nobody died in this process unless it would have made things worse. It wouldn't really feel like a victory after all"Sophia switched on her phone and checked the time. "We have about an hour left before the cou
Rachel sat quietly at the dining table, eating her breakfast of waffles, scrambled eggs and bacon. She peeked at George who was eating at the opposite end of the table.Something was off. Maybe he had a lot on his mind or maybe he just didn't feel like talking. It felt like he was keeping his distance from her, avoiding her.During this period, precisely since the evidence showed Morris was behind her father's case and when Morris also tried harming Sophia, George had been acting strange. He was distant.He didn't treat her poorly or anything like that but he wasn't himself like the way he was when they first got married. He answered all her questions whenever she asked any but he never really 'talked' to her.Most of their conversations so far were either about her father in prison, Mrs Patricia who was receiving treatment privately or Morris and Judith…..They hardly talked about 'each other' these days.Was it because they were in their twelfth month of marriage and they only had