"His condition is getting worse. He couldn't just be treated at home and given fever- drugs. Arthur has to be taken to the hospital.”
Nickson massaged his temples tiredly. This afternoon his mother added to the complexity of his life with a long and very noisy scolding. He was a bit sorry he had called his mother this morning to come over to the house and help Holly take care of Arthur. He should have handled Arthur's business himself and taken him to the hospital himself without asking his fussy mother for help.
"Then take Arthur to the hospital. I'll catch up later. I have some work to do.”
"You're more concerned with work than your sick son?"
Another harsher sigh escaped Nickson's mouth. He was sick of hearing his mother keep scolding him like he was a kid thirty years ago.
“I have a very important job here, Mom. The things about Arthur being sick shouldn't bother me. I've hired Holly to take care of Arthur. I just want Mom to help Holly wi
The passenger door of Nickson's car snapped open. Nickson roughly shoved Blakely's shoulder into his car and almost knocked her over from the rough push. Blakely snorted angrily. She glared at Nickson and told him to keep his hand away from her body because Nickson's hand really would only hurt her if it went any further. After Blakely sat nicely in his car and fastened her seatbelt, Nickson slammed the door shut. All anger seemed to be burning all over his body. He couldn't even control himself from all the anger he couldn't understand the cause. He only felt his body suddenly become hot, and the fire within him slowly grew and became a flame that was difficult to extinguish. The words Blakely spoke to Antonio made him very angry, even disappointed in her. He didn't expect that Byrnlee would easily judge him that low just because of Antonio's baseless words. He is disappointed in Blakely who trusts Antonio more than he trusts her because he is her brother-in-law. Brother-in-law? Ni
The sky looks grayer tonight. The bright sunny summer will soon be gone and replaced by a cooler autumn with a stunning orange view of the fallen leaves. Blakely gazed at the sky view from the large window in Arthur's spacious treatment room. Nickson will give his son the best, including the best treatment room and the best doctor. Thankfully Arthur has passed his critical period. Doctor Abel told her an hour ago that a blood transfusion from her blood would have a better effect on Arthur's body. And Arthur had also woken up two hours ago. He could already whine at her and protest that it took her so long to come to see him. Blakely rubbed her cheek which felt cold from the air conditioner blowing. It was as if she had come home. She felt she was in the right place and all the restlessness she had been feeling for the past week was gone. The restlessness completely disappeared when she was near Arthur and knew for sure that the boy was fine. There was nothing she was more gr
To celebrate Arthur's return from the hospital, that afternoon Nickson's parents came to the house to have lunch together. Hulya and Jonathan came over with joy to welcome their grandson back to health. Meanwhile Blakely just listened to their exciting conversation in the kitchen while preparing the cutlery that she would bring to the dining table. She had finished cooking the beef stew and Swedish meatballs. She thought it was a suitable food menu to eat during the day. The combination of fresh soup and savory minced beef will make Arthur more excited to eat. "Need help?" "Eh.." Blakely flinched in surprise at Nickson's presence behind her. She was piling up bowls and spoons when Nickson's hot body slid behind her slender body. "Sorry to surprise you. I see you're in trouble. You should have asked for help.” Nickson spoke very close to Blakely's ear. Even their bodies were pressed against each other in the middle of the spacious kitchen. That
It seemed like a century to Blakely waiting for the night so she could read all the writings Rebecca had poured out in her diary. The day seemed slow to her when she wanted the night to come soon. And Arthur just kept making noise around her. She knew the boy was overly enthusiastic about their current situation. They would hardly be separated by anything more than if Arthur had to go to school. The boy had spoiled her all day. He followed her wherever she went and helped her clean up all the clothes she had unpacked from his mother's old wardrobe. The envelopes she found in the box were the only ones she had opened this afternoon with Arthur. The first envelope at the top of the pile of envelopes contained photos of when Arthur was a baby and when Rebecca was pregnant. Blakely suspected that Rebecca had kept the photos in an envelope as a keepsake. Maybe all this time Nickson had not allowed her to display too many photos in his house, so Rebecca wanted to keep all her memories of
"Good morning!"That morning the dining roomwas filled with Arthur's noise. He came down the stairs with very hard steps, almost as if he almost made the house collapse because he was too eager to go down one step at a time. Nickson, who had woken up and was sipping Blakely's coffee, was disturbed by the noise made by Arthur. The boy was becoming more and more noisy by the day."Morning Dad. Aunt Blakely…” Arthur shouted in a shrill voice. "You know what I want for breakfast, right?"Blakely replied with a smile and an understanding nod. She was now making bacon for Arthur after piling a few pancakes onto his plate."Sleep well boy?" asked Nickson.“I slept very well last night. I think I'm pretty exhausted after playing with Aunt Blakely all day.""You kept her from playing with you?" Nickson raised an eyebrow, squinting at Arthur's grinning face in front of him. "Aunt Blakely found two boxes in Mom's wardrobe," Arthur whispered. He glanced slightly toward the kitchen, afraid that B
To Nickson's office on the fifteenth floor, neither of them spoke. Nickson pursed his lips tightly as if those thin, stiff lips had been sewn with invisible threads so he couldn't speak. Meanwhile, Blakely didn't seem the least bit interested in talking. She was thinking about what words she could give Nickson to answer his questions. She firmly believed that Nickson's head was now filled with questions that felt like they were going to explode. "Not now Harriet, I'll be busy for the next hour." Blakely glanced at the middle-aged woman. She sat back down at her place behind the table after Nickson waved his hand in the air and pursed her lips that were about to speak. She knew right away what she had to do and she didn't have to argue with Nickson for any reason. Her eyes then rolled over to Blakely. She gave her a slight reassuring smile that made Blakely's heart feel calmer and like it had just been poured with cool cold water. "Come in!" Blakely ro
At night Blakely couldn't wait to open Rebecca's diary. She left the two envelopes unopened and untouched because she wanted to finish reading Rebecca's very thick diary. She saw that all the pages in the book were full of her handwritten notes. Rebecca didn't miss a single page. It made Blakely curious, how many stories did her sister want to put into the diary? Had she been so lonely all this time that she only had a diary as the only friend that would hold her whole story? Blakely shook her head quickly. She didn't want to speculate too much. Speculation will only bend her rational mind, and then she will become unobjective in judging something. So before these speculations poisoned her mind any further, she quickly turned to the seventeenth page of Rebecca's diary. Hi, looks like I've fallen in love with the wrong person. The man I love is not only a jerk, but a HUGE FUCK! Blakely was stunned to read every word
It was very annoying for him when he had to drive somewhere far from his office. He was very busy, but unfortunately, he couldn't ignore the call. Several times he looked in his rearview mirror, hoping that no one was following him on his journey this time. He was fed up with all the scandalous mess that had been going on lately. He was just a little proud of himself because he turned out to be patient enough to handle it. But every day he is always haunted by anxiety. Fear that she will reach her limit and then do heinous things to force him to love her. Crazy! Nickson's fingers gripped the steering wheel tightly. He drove very tense and stiffly for the hour-long drive to the Armor Café. It was a cafe very far from his office with a strange name. He just hoped the cafe would have something special on it once he got there because he had driven a long way to get there. But when he arrived, he was only greeted by a simple one-story old building. The paint was brown and dull li
NOTE: Hi, this is only a small part of my latest story, THE DOCTOR'S SCANDAL. You can find Arthur's story after growing up here.Thank You The woman was wearing a short fuschia dress with spaghetti straps. She looks sexy, but she's not slutty. She wrapped herself in an untouched costly elegance. A simple gold watch wrapped around her wrist along with a beaded white gold bracelet. Apart from that there are no other accessories. There wasn't any ring on her finger. Her wavy auburn hair was like fire framing her resolute face. Ryker recognized Bella as a beautiful woman. Unfortunately, Bella has a mouth that is too presumptuous. Bella will not hesitate to snap at anyone who blatantly annoys her. "I wouldn't say that I'm glad to see you here." "I think so. But you are free to sit where you are, I will not kick you out.” “Well, this club is not yours. You can't kick me out while I'm here and paying for my drink." "I could have bought this place right now if I wanted to kick you out."
“I want to thank my management, my agent, and all my great staff, who have brought me to this point. Without their hard work, I would never be standing in this place to receive the most prestigious award in the field that I love so much. Oh and one more thing, a huge thank you to my dear husband, Ryker Rolland, who must be watching me from our favorite living room right now. It's a shame my husband can't be there to accompany me here.” “Bullshit!” Ryker turned off the television and threw the black remote onto the floor. A loud sound echoed throughout the silent sitting room. And then died silence. His beautiful and talented wife is a liar. Jessie had abandoned him for the sake of her career in the entertainment world. Now Jessie is in Milan, attending a prestigious award ceremony because her name is on the list of nominees. Jessie even left without telling him three days ago. Jessie reasoned that this trip was sudden and she didn't have time to tell him because her assistant had al
"Surprise!" Blakely exclaimed excitedly when the next day she got a surprise from Tiffany and Reese. They both suddenly came to New York and visited her in the hospital. Blakely has even been very annoyed lately because they don't seem to actively respond to every message she sends. But it looks like Reese and Tiffany deliberately looked nonchalant to surprise her. "Congratulations Nickson." Tiffany shook Nickson's hand and smiled gently. Then it was Reese's turn to congratulate Nickson. Suddenly the two of them became awkward. Reese held out his hand, and Nickson shook it stiffly. This was their first meeting after that day's beating. The two of them still looked awkward with each other, and Nickson suddenly asked Blakely for permission to come out to check on Arthur and her parents who were walking around the hospital garden. "I hope one day you two can chat more casually and sit together." Blakely looked at Reese with concern. "Stay cool. W
"Nickson, can you stay home today?" Blakely took over the tie that Nickson had just taken out of his dresser drawer, then she wrapped her arms around Nickson's neck. “Your birthday is still three weeks away, Honey. Don't use that excuse to keep me at home." Blakely pursed her lips pouting at Nickson. She let go of her hands that were wrapped around Nickson's neck, then she pulled Nickson's right hand and put it on top of her stomach. "The triplets are fighting in there, fighting to get out of their mother's womb first." "I don't feel anything," said Nickson mischievously, but then he immediately kissed Blakely's lips briefly and rubbed his wife's belly gently. "Is this a sign you're about to give birth?" "Who knows? Maybe yes, maybe no. But today I want you home with me. Can you? Please, Nick,” She showed her coquettish smile to Nickson. And her mischievous hands began to rise to caress Nickson's broad chest so that he chose to stay at home wi
Blakely yelped in surprise when Nickson suddenly grabbed her by the shoulders and forced her to lie down next to him. Nickson wrapped his arms and legs around her until Blakely literally couldn't move anywhere. "Since when did you wake up? You overheard my conversation with Reese?” “You even speak very loudly. There's no way I wouldn't wake up." Nickson grumbled while keeping his eyes closed. Nickson's chin was above the top of Blakely's head and his nose breathed in Blakely's always pleasant scent. "Sorry. It is a tradition. He used to call me in the middle of the night at Christmas. He always wanted to be the first to wish me a Merry Christmas.” "Okay. I'll be second then. Merry Christmas my dear wife." “Merry Christmas my possessive and jealous husband.” Blakely pushed against Nickson's chest, trying to free herself from his arms and legs because she wanted to see Nickson's face. "What are your hopes for Christmas this year?
Blakely was awakened by the sound of the telephone ringing above the nightstand. It sounded noisy and deafening in her too-quiet room. And more surprisingly, the caller called her at twelve one minute at night. If it wasn't a madman, someone calling her this late or this early was a complete lunatic. The phone kept ringing loudly as Blakely tried to gather her senses. She had to crawl a little harder to reach for the phone, and then she put it to her ear without seeing the name on the screen. "Did I wake you up?" "Of course. What kind of madman is calling at this hour?” Blakely grumbled. She tried to get Nickson's hands off her stomach and shifted onto the headboard so her back could rest comfortably. She was surprised that Nickson didn't wake up at all, even though her cell phone was ringing so loud. Nickson sleeping like a baby beside her in a sideways position towards her looking so cute. Nickson does look handsome and cute only when he sleeps. If he wakes up, Nickson can be ver
Nickson sped to the hospital like a madman on a whim. All the bad thoughts danced in his head like a scary ghost. He imagined Blakely's condition was really bad because Blakely wouldn't have passed out if she wasn't sick. He was a complete fool for not thinking about Blakely's mental state because of their fight. He still thought Blakely would be as tough as she was before she got pregnant. Blakely is now as fragile as a feather. If a strong wind hit, Blakely wouldn't be able to do anything but fly in the wind.Damn me!Nickson cursed himself over and over again. He made a sharp turn into the fairly deserted hospital parking lot. He was grateful that no pedestrians were passing around the parking lot. He would probably hit them one by one due to the insane speed of his car. To avoid getting into trouble with the annoying security guard, this time Nickson parked his car where it was supposed to be. He took a place as close to the lobby as possible. Then he jumped down and dashed into t
Nickson put his glass on the table, then he leaned back against the sofa with a more relaxed feeling. "We did fight that night. We were both too stubborn and childish. I guess that's the main problem. It's not your fault we fought." "I kissed you that night." "Not the first, right?" Bella felt her cheeks blush under Nickson's deadly gaze. How could Blakely let a man like Nickson just slip out of her grasp? Bella cursed Blakely's stupidity in her heart. There are many women out there who want their position to be the woman Nickson loves. She even wanted Blakely's position to be an important woman in Nickson's life. But Blakely squandered her chance and abandoned Nickson. "I know I've crossed the line. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have tried to kiss you. But you're not mad at me?" "What for? Will my anger stop you?” Bella nodded slowly. Of course not. Even if Nickson cursed her, she would still kiss Nickson because she always wondered
Nickson got out of his Jag and slammed the door loudly. Blakely was still in the car, trapped by fear and trepidation. What will Nickson do to her tonight? Was Nickson going to beat her up and tie her to the bed like psychopaths usually do? Knock knock A knock on the window interrupted Blakely's thoughts. She stuttered when she saw Nickson command in a loud voice she could even hear in a soundproof car. "Down. Now!" With a very slow motion, Blakely unbuckled her seatbelt, then stepped out hesitantly. "We have conditions and issues we need to talk about." "Your parents are inside. We can't possibly fight in front of them." "I know." Nickson cursed inwardly. When he wanted to vent all his anger, his mother and father were accompanying Arthur in there. "I'll throw them away." "What? You are crazy. Don't be rude to your parents just because you're mad at me." "I'll do it slowly. Wait for me in my study.”