Cohen nodded, tightening his lips. “Okay. Thank you.” He uttered.“One more thing, Cohen but I am not sure you will listen to me.” Elsie said, looking downward in disappointment.“What’s it? Tell me. Didn’t we just agree to be each other’s biggest supporters?” He said in a welcoming manner.“Which hospital did you go to?” She inquired.“The same hospital. R&M.” He answered.“Can you change it?” She asked, and since she already knew he would ask for an explanation, she added, “go and do the DNA test in another hospital.”“Why? Did you find out something?” He interrogated.“No, but I just don’t feel okay with you going back to that hospital,” she poured out. “Anna went out yesterday and she has nowhere to go. Since she hides her movements, I think she went to the hospital.”“If she went to the hospital Franklin would have called to inform me.” Cohen doubted.Elsie ground her teeth with each other, frustrated at why Cohen never understands. “Why do you trust people so much?” She threw a
After an hour and half drive, Elsie drove into a small hospital at the city end. She parked at the parking lots and glanced backward at Cohen, beaming. “Here we are.” She said.Cohen scanned the hospital’s surroundings, withering his mouth as he turned his neck. “This place?” He asked. “Is this the hospital we are coming to?”Elsie nodded. “Yes.” She confirmed.Cohen looked around again with a belittling expression. “Here? How can an expert work here when there are many hospitals in the city?” He doubted. “This is…”Elsie didn’t allow him to complete his statement before she interrupted him. “Don’t doubt it, Cohen. The doctor work in a hospital in the city, but comes here because of the people around here,”“Other doctor doesn’t want to work here because it’s local and they need fame. He is here to serve the people,” she explained. “Or do people in rural area doesn’t deserve treatment?”Her words convinced him, so he agreed with her. “They do.”Elsie saw a nurse at a distance and she
“NEGATIVE?!” Cohen shouted, and his voice made everyone around turn to stare at him, wondering what was wrong.Cohen cast his face downward and lowered his voice. “How can it be negative?” He wondered.Cohen’s voice that echoed called Doctor Martin’s attention, and he rushed out of the laboratory in fear.“What’s going on?” He threw a question immediately as she stepped out of the laboratory. His worried tone, matching the concern on his face. “What happened?”Cohen veered around to look at Doctor Martin. “The result…” he said and couldn’t add another word because of the shock in him.Doctor Martin stretched his hands, elevating his shoulder to the same level as his neck. “What's wrong with it?” “It is negative.” Cohen informed.Doctor Martin withered his face unclear. “What are you talking about? Which test result?” He asked, and without waiting for Cohen's response, he moved closer and collected the paper from him.Doctor Martin stared at the paper and squeezed his mouth. “Is this
“Patricia, please do this for Willaims’s sake.” Bastian pleaded, running after Patricia as she rushed out of the bedroom into the sitting room.“What are you telling me to do, Bastian!” Patricia yelled. She didn’t intend to raise her voice at him, but she was frustrated already because she had warned Bastian to stop bringing up the same issue.“Stop thinking about yourself alone. You can’t judge everything with your feelings. Don’t hurt the innocent kid with your emotion.” Bastian implored. He was getting pissed off about Patricia’s reaction, but calmed himself down.“I am not judging with my feelings and this isn't about my emotions. It has nothing to do with it.” Patricia opposed.“Then what’s this call? Hun? Call Cohen and let him transfer blood to him. Is that so hard to do?” Bastian said. His voice slowly got higher.“I will not call Cohen. This has nothing to do with him.” Patricia declared.Bastian elevated his eyebrows. “Really?” He let out in a questioning tone.Patricia nodd
Cohen entered the house and met his mother sitting. “You are back home?” He asked, surprised. His mother went on vacation and he didn't expect her to return so soon.Charlotte glanced at Cohen and stood on her feet. “Yes. I am back. Are you surprised to see me or you never want me to come back home?” She asked in a challenging tone.“What are you talking about?” Cohen asked, confused.“Anna called me. That’s why I rushed back. You didn't even let me enjoy myself to the fullest.” She complained.“Why will you come because she called you?” He wondered.“I shouldn't have come so you can continue doing rubbish, right?” Charlotte asked. She scoffed and licked her lips. “You don’t want me to come back yet so you can keep disgracing and messing around with the innocent woman's happiness.”Cohen furrowed his face, confused. “What are you talking about?” He asked.“The DNA test. Is it true?” Charlotte asked.“Yes. I did-” Cohen wanted to explain, but his mother cut him off.“Shut it. Shut up,
The test result fell from Anna’s hand and she fell her bottom onto the sofa with her eyes widened in shock and her mouth kept ajar, feeling pains striking through her heart.She turned her face and stared at Charlotte’s face, raising a question, “Mother, what should I do? What will we do about this?”Charlotte looked at Anna and slowly shook her head, confused. “I don’t know,” she spoke out, adding, “I don’t know what we will do. I am confused. There’s nothing to do, Anna.”“What can you do than to accept?” Elsie intervened in a mocking tone. She gazed and Anna and winked, beaming, “you just have to prepare to accept a new heir. The real heir is heir is here…”Elsie raised her head and faced upward, screaming, “I can’t wait! I can’t wait to welcome the real new heir here,”Elsie faced Cohen, asking, “the kid's name is Williams, right?”Cohen nodded. “Yes.” He responded.“His name sounds great,” she admitted. She sighed and let out, “I can’t wait to meet that kid. He must resemble you s
Cohen drove into the compound and parked on the wrong side. He rushed out of the car and sped into the mansion. He wasn’t sure about what was wrong, but was scared because she heard Patricia mentioned and she sounded worried.He opened the door abruptly and barged into the sitting room. “Patricia!” He called on top of his lung, and turning his face to the left, he saw Patricia, who was already on her feet with fear written all over her face.Patricia ran to meet him. “Williams…” she said.Cohen also walked closer, asking, “what’s wrong?”Immediately as they arrived in front of each other, Patricia burst into tear, and he gently grabbed her arm, showing concern. “What’s wrong?”“What happened?” He inquired, but instead of giving him a response, more tears rushed out of Patricia’s eyes, causing him to be more scared.“What happened? Talk to me, please.” He persuaded.Bastian came out of his room and intervened. “It’s Williams. He isn’t feeling fine and needs a blood transplant. The doct
Elsie got down from the cab. She looked around till she glimpsed Cohen’s car, and she crossed to the other side. She received an urgent call from Cohen, telling her to come and meet him at the entrance of their street. She wanted to tell him to come home first, but agreed to meet him, because he sounded worried.She arrived beside the car, and knocked on it, and Cohen quickly unlocked the car, and she got inside.Immediately as she entered, and sat down, she threw a question with a concern tone, reading through the worry on Cohen’s face. “What’s wrong?”Cohen sighed. He cast his face downward, unable to utter a word. He has a lot to say, but didn’t know where to start from.‘’What’s it? Talk to me. You are scaring me, please.” She showed concern.Cohen inhaled deeply and exhaled in the same manner before she raised his head. “Williams is sick and is currently admitted in a hospital.” He proclaimed.Elsie’s eyes widened. “Hun!” She exclaimed. Her concern expression matching her voice.
To my dear readers,Thanks for embarking on the journey of my first novel. Your time, coins, gems, and comments mean a lot, and it's the reason I keep going until the end.While writing this book, some left comments to criticize my works and I appreciate them all. I will make use of them and put more effort into avoiding such mistakes (grammatical, word usage, and construction of the plot) in my next books. I am a new author and still finding my way and I promise to work harder and better to make every coin and time you spend on my works worth it.Cohen and Patricia's story ends here, but we will still meet them in the next books in the series.As planned, I want to continue to create the characters' universe for them because of the impact they make in this complete novel. I hope you will stay with me and keep giving your support.If things go as planned, we will have another five amazing journeys to embark on in this series and the next books to come are for:1. Ailee and Bastian.2.
-THREE MONTHS LATER-“What are you doing, Cohen?” Patricia challenged as Cohen slowly reversed the car. “Aren’t we going to pick the kid at the school anymore?”“We will.” Cohen answered as he drove into the other lane and headed toward their street.“Then why are you reversing? Why are you heading back home?” She questioned.“I forgot something at home.” Cohen informed.“What did you forget? Hun?” she asked, looking at him with a side of her eyes.“My phone.” Cohen responded.“Why must we go back to pick up your phone? It will take less than an hour to get back home. Can’t you just let’s go?” She queried.“I can’t because I am a business owner. I mustn’t stay away from my phone.” Cohen gave an excuse with his eyes fixed on the road ahead.“It’s the weekend, Cohen. No one will call you today. Stop giving excuses and let’s pick the kids. We shouldn’t keep them waiting for a long time.” Patricia said.“I’m not going because of business, but I need to pay fees before we can take the kids
Cohen discharged a deep breath as he walked out of the bathroom. He paused for a second and rounded his hands over his waist, forgetting what he wanted to do next at that moment.A thought passed through his mind and he wiped his right hand over his face with the left still on the waist.Patricia’s phone rang, and he walked to the cabinet on the bedside and picked it up. “Who could be?” He wondered with his eyes furrowed, confused, and before he could turn to the door, the call ended and a message came into her eyes.Since Patricia’s phone was always unlocked, Cohen saw the message’s content and his eyes enlarged as a surprised tone escaped his mouth. “Hun!”He bit his lower lip and after a few second thought, he reached a conclusion and instantly swiped the message to the left to delete it. He returned the phone to the bed cabinet and rushed out of the room.He arrived in the sitting room and saw his mother watching the TV while Elsie was packing their breakfast out of the kitchen an
“Who is here for me?” Anna threw a question at the security officer escorting her out of the room, showing no interest in meeting the person. The security officer opened the door for her and immediately as she sighted Patricia, she veered around.Patricia quickly stood on her feet. “Is that how to treat a guest?” She threw a question. “Shouldn’t you at least stay to hear why I am here? Your daughter, Rachel, don’t you have any message you want to pass to her?”Patricia’s words made Anna’s feet froze, and she halted for a minute before she slowly veered around and walked to the chair and sat down. “I have no message for Rachel. She doesn’t deserve a mother like me. I don’t worth to be called a mother,” she poured out. “Tell me why you are here. I don’t want to talk with you.”Patricia discharged a deep breath and sighed. She stared at Anna with a pity and despite having a lot of things in her mind, she couldn’t open her mouth to talk at the moment.Anna sighed. “Take your eyes away fro
Anna abruptly opened the door and banged in, panting. “Ma! Ma! Ma!” She shouted, running towards Patricia’s desk.Patricia was shocked, and she couldn’t utter a word. Instead, she widened her eyes and watched Anna arrived in front of her desk before she could pull a word out. “What happened?” She asked, the worried in her voice cooperating with the concern in her voice.Anna breathed heavily as she bent her back and placed her hands on her knees.“What happened?!” Patricia raised her voice. She was getting more scared by Anna’s reaction.Anna panted for another second before she raised her hand and stood straight on her feet. “It’s him…” she uttered, but couldn’t complete her statement.She pointed her thumb at her back, crossing it over her shoulder without looking backward. “It’s him…” she continued, struggling to complete her statement but couldn’t.“It’s who?” Patricia asked, with her lips already quivering. “Calm yourself and talk, Anna. What happened? It’s who? Please, talk. You’
Ailee walked into the office and stood in front of Bastian’s head. She bowed her head, holding a file in her hand. “Good morning, sir,” she greeted, but Bastian, whose head was placed on the desk, didn’t respond to her.“Good morning, sir,” she greeted again, but still no response.She furrowed her face. “What’s wrong with him?” She asked herself in a low voice. She observed him for a second and bent a bit to check if he was sleeping, but his eyes were wide open, making her guess he was just lost in thought.She elevated her shoulder a bit with her mouth shaped to the left a little. “What’s wrong with him?” She asked herself put the file on the desk and let out. “The president said I should give this to you.”She eyed her for another few minutes and turned around to leave, but as she took three steps forward, she halted because she was worried and couldn’t leave Bastian in that situation.“Gosh…” she uttered and discharged a soft breath and, without giving her decision a second thought
Patricia heard a knock on the floor, and she stopped pressing her laptop. She glanced at her wristwatch. “8:05 Am? Who could it be?” She wondered.She stared at the door and raised her voice so it could reach the person. “Come in.” She permitted and immediately continued pressing her laptop.“Good morning, ma.”She heard a familiar voice and instantly raised her gaze. “Cohen?!” she exclaimed with her eyes widened in disbelief, and she couldn’t say another word. Instead, she fixed her eyes on him and watched him stride closer.Cohen arrived in front of his desk and bowed his head. “Good morning, ma,” he greeted. He raised his head and crossed his hand behind him as he stared downward and slightly bent his neck to apologize. “I’m sorry I arrived late,”“I have to drop my mother at the hospital.” He exclaimed.“What are-” Patricia opened her mouth to talk, but Cohen interrupted her.“I’m sorry. I know that’s not an excuse. I shouldn’t involve family matters in business, but I have to sta
“Be careful…” Patricia cautioned Williams, who was already a few steps ahead of her out of the hospital and had been jumping around since the doctor said he was perfectly healthy now. There was no injection for him anymore.“Mom, please call Dad. This call for celebration. I am happy,” Williams let out. He stopped jumping, but couldn’t help pacing fast because he was so excited. He halted and glanced backward at his mother. “And don’t forget to invite Mr. Cohen as well. He needs to be there. I hope he is fine now and will have the strength to come.”“Sure, I will,” she agreed. She took a few steps closer to her and bent in his front. She passed the medicine nylon in her right hand to the left and placed it on Williams’s shoulder. “Williams, I know this won’t sound well with you or you won’t like it, but now that the truth is out and you know who Cohen is, you should change how you address him.”Williams furrowed his face as he raised his shoulder, stretching his hands beside him. “What
-Many weeks later-“Ma, it’s Mrs. Charlotte. She has been waiting for over two hours.” Anna proclaimed immediately as she entered the office. Patricia was working on a file, and Anna’s announcement made her halted. She raised her gaze and looked at Anna’s face. “Why did you keep her waiting?” She questioned. “You should have told her I was in a meeting.”“I did, but she insisted on staying, and Ailee told me to allow her. I even invited her to come into the office to wait for you, but she declined saying she doesn’t worth it.” Anna explained.Patricia sighed and closed the file on her desk. She stood and walked out of her seat, asking, “where is she now?”“At the third floor. She is waiting with others question,” Anna responded. Patricia had already walked to her side, and before she could add another word, Patricia increased her speed and already walked past her.Anna turned around and paced to Patricia with three steps between them. “You can stay. I will go call her.” She offered.