The earth seemed to stop rotating as Scott sat in the pediatrician's office an hour after leaving Zara's house. The doctor's words kept echoing in his head as he stared at him."I'm afraid Tommy's good kidney has failed. And his liver is not doing well too. For now, he can survive on dialysis, but a transplant needs to be done."Scott had thought Tommy fainted due to stomach pain since they had spent the morning binging on different foods and snacks. On the way, he beat himself up for that. Little did he know that the problem was bigger than he had imagined. "When can you do the transplant?" he finally asked, holding chunks of his hair tightly.The pediatrician sighed. "About three months.""Three months? That's too long!""I hate to break it to you, Mr. Brown. But there's a waiting list. Tommy has to be placed on that waiting list. Until it's his turn, there's nothing I can do. The only way the transplant can be done early is if he gets a direct donor, as in, someone who is willing
Scott's mind was blank as he stepped on the gas. He almost crashed into several vehicles as he drove straight to the children's hospital. When he pulled up in front of the hospital, he jumped out of the car and darted into the building without locking his car.The corridor that led to the intensive care unit was a little crowded. Knocking off a caretaker's trolley of food, he made his way to the last door in the ICU unit. He was greeted with the sight of a few doctors and two nurses hovering around the bed. The heart monitor was beeping to no end."Doc, what's going on here? What's happening to my son!"Tommy's attending doctor turned his head to glance at Scott. "He went into shock about fifteen minutes ago. We were able to resuscitate him, but now, his heart rate is spiking. Please stand back and allow us to do our jobs."Scott staggered back weakly. He could barely see Tommy's face. But when he tilted his head to the side, he saw that the little boy's mouth was wide open and his ch
Scott rolled out of bed and dragged his feet into the bathroom. As he peed, he didn't even mind that some dripped on the tiled floor. He walked back out of the bathroom after easing himself.He collapsed back on the bed and stared at the ceiling. This was his position since the last two days. When he got back from the children's hospital, he had spent hours in Tommy's room. There, he cried his eyes out until they were so sore that even blinking hurt a lot. He also had one too many drinks.Ever since he walked into his bedroom, he hadn't left. The ceiling was like a whiteboard of nothingness to him now. His mind felt so blank. All he could think of was his son, Tommy.Although he had discovered last minute that Tommy wasn't really his, his love for the boy couldn't be changed. That child had brought light to his life. Tommy was the only thing that kept him sane whenever Cora was driving him nuts.He worked his ass off at work just to give Tommy a better life. This didn't affect the tim
Jayden frowned immediately. He glanced at Scott and then returned his gaze to his mother. "My father? But he's Tommy's daddy!"Zara nodded. "Yes, he's Tommy's daddy, but he's your daddy too. Everything I have told you about your father before is all a lie. You see, Scott and I had a fight years back, so we couldn't be together. I know you already like him, but I want you to know he's really your father. So, don't call him Mr. Brown or Uncle Scott anymore. Call him—""Hey, buddy, if you like, you can continue calling me that," Scott interrupted, squatting to the boy's level. "Call me anything you like. I will answer you. No pressure, okay?"Jayden nodded and stared at the man with a wary expression. Suddenly, he tilted his head and narrowed his eyes, "Why did you guys fight?"The two adults looked at each other and scratched the back of their heads at the same time. None of them said a word for a long time."Why did you guys fight, Mr. Brown?" Jayden folded his arms and stared at Scot
"What… what are you doing?" Zara stammered. Instead of responding to her question, Scott took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly. His arms were still wrapped around her as he said, "I have missed you, Zara. I miss you every day." Half of Zara's defense melted as soon as she heard those words. Her heart began to race as she felt his breath against her cheek. And then, it stopped. Just when she thought he was about to let her go, she felt his warm lips against her neck. She froze again. This time, after raising her shoulders. Scott planted kisses upwards until he got to the back of her ear. "I have been doing a lot of thinking for weeks. I want you in my life for real, Zara. There's no woman for me except you. We don't have to co-parent. How about we become a family again? I know you are still in love with me." Hearing the word "love", Zara flinched. She grabbed his arms and tried to pull them apart. "Let go of me! What do you think you are doing?" When he didn't let go, she hit
"Here you go, gorgeous."Zara smiled at the man and took the glass of wine he just poured her. "Thank you.""You are most welcome," he said, smiling back at her. He brought his glass to his lips as he watched her take a sip. His intrusive thoughts were getting the best of him again while he watched her lips turn a tinge redder.Only God knew how many times he had imagined kissing her for the past five years. He wished he could just lean in and kiss her now, but as the gentleman that he was, he shook his head to get rid of those thoughts."What's wrong?" Zara asked innocently when she noticed that his eyes were shut as he shook his head."Oh, it's nothing," Jordan replied, "Just taking in the taste of the wine."He leaned back and continued staring at her."Do I have something on my face?"He chuckled. "No, not at all.""Then, why are you staring at me?"Jordan scratched his jaw and replied honestly, "Because you are beautiful. And because I'm so glad that you agreed to go on another d
"Yes!" Scott punched the air as he stared at the masterpiece he had made. There was a big smile on his face at this moment. He had taken the day off work and spent the entire morning and noon painting the huge Spiderman figure on the wall of a spare room.With one of his hands on his hip, he muttered to himself, "I just have to put a child's bed here and make it more comfortable. Then, I have to convince Zara to allow him stay the night a few times."The thought of bringing up the topic made Scott shiver. He could already imagine her shooting him a deathly glare. But he was going to give it a shot anyway. "She can't kill me, can she?"Scott chuckled as he imagined her agreeing after his incessant pleas. "She can be very stubborn, but once I make her see the good in this, she will surely agree."As Scott continued to talk to himself, there was a knock on the door. The nanny's voice came from outside, "Mr. Brown, your phone has been ringing. Sorry to disturb you."Scott turned to look a
The mood in the Hall family's home was sadder than it had ever been in more than fifteen years when Zara's parents died. At the time, many people were crying, but today, it was a one-man crying marathon.Zara, who hadn't taken a shower since the day of Jayden's kidnap, dragged herself from the sofa and sat on the cold floor. Her crying increased in tempo. She dragged her greasy hair and scratched her red face. She looked like a woman who had just lost her husband.Mia moved closer and reached out. "You need to stop crying, Zara. You have been crying for more than two days.""If I don't cry, what else can I do? Eh! What else can I do? My son is missing. And the police keep telling me stories upon stories without having a single clue as the where Jayden is. Yet, I am not supposed to cry?" Zara asked sniffing hard.She suddenly slapped Mia's hand off her shoulder. "Leave me alone. Let me cry!"On the sofa opposite the two young ladies, Karen was seated in casual clothes. Her eyes were he