“Have you ever asked yourself… did the homeless man really died? What if it was all staged by her?” Patricia made a point.Cohen furrowed his face, confused. “What do you mean, Patricia?” He threw a question.Patricia scoffed. “Don’t you still get it, Cohen?” She uttered in a questioning manner. She sighed and split out. “It’s clear who Anna is. You already know her true color. She has everything planned from the beginning so, maybe the accident was part of her plans as well…”“I’m uncertain about it, but I have a doubt the accident just happened. Everything back then wasn’t just w coincidence. It was Anna all along. She made everything up and joined them together. She must have schemed the accident so you will see her as a friend. She did it to have a reason to get closer to you.” She explained.“I understand that part, but whoever is behind it won’t matter in front of the law. I have no evidence against her and even if I do, I will still pay for what I did. I hit someone with a car
“If you are after my forgiveness, Cohen. If you want to meet my good side, you have to get well first. Visit a therapist and heal,” she stated, her eyes locked with his. “Only then, will I give what you want and grant you the custody of Williams..”“If you do as I stated, I will change Williams’s last name and publicly recognize him as your son,” she promised. She looked more vividly into his eyes and slightly bent her neck to the left a bit, as she crossed her hands over her chest, and threw a question. “Will you do this or not?”Cohen sighed and stared downward. “Patricia, don’t you think that’s late already? Hun?” He raised a question and without waiting for her response, he poured out his mind. “Patricia, if I am allowed to say exactly how I’m feeling right now, I will say I’m down. I feel it’s late for me…”He shook his head and rephrased his statement. “It’s not just late, Patricia, it’s too late, and without a doubt, I don’t think a therapist session can heal me…” he uttered. He
“That shouldn’t be hard to do, Cohen, is it?” Patricia threw a question and without giving it a second thought, Cohen gave a response.“It is,” he confessed. He lifted his gaze and staring into her eyes, he beamed, and let out, “but you’ve made it easier for me. You’ve made me know the reason to do something. Your words make me feel alive again and for the first time in a while, I feel like a strong-minded human and I am sure I can do it,”“I will right the wrong, I promise you, Patricia. And I will visit a therapist I promised,” he assured. He quickly let his smile fade away and he immediately wore a pitiful look. “But, promise me one thing. If I don’t make it, you will forgive me. I may not have the chance to hear it from you, but will you?”Patricia sighed and stared into his eyes with seriousness. “I won’t,” she revealed. “And that’s why you must make it. Okay?”Cohen tightened his lips and nodded. “Okay. I will. I will strive and do everything to make it. I will heal and hear you
“Okay. Thank you.” Patricia uttered, walking out of the doctor’s office. She closed the door behind her, and immediately as she raised her gaze, she saw Ryan walking toward the elevator.“Ryan!” She called, but her voice didn’t reach him. She walked faster and called his name again with a higher voice. “Ryan!”Ryan heard her, and glancing backward to see her, he paced to meet her and spoke in a hurry. “Good morning, Patricia.”“Good morning,” Patricia responded. “How’s your night? And thanks for yesterday.”Ryan nodded and without saying a word about what she said, he let out. “The doctor. Where is he? Let’s meet him so he can run the test and take the blood if I match with your son.”“Okay. But Cohen has woken up. Will you check on him first?” Patricia inquired.“No. Not now, maybe some other time,” Ryan rejected and explained. “I’m in a hurry right time. I don’t have much time. I shouldn’t be here, but I have to rush here because I already made a promise. So, please, let’s just go me
Ryan walked out of the hospital room and took a deep breath with his eyes half closed. He paused and rubbed his left hand on his forehead with a pale face.Patricia was sitting in the waiting chair and immediately as she saw him walking out, she stood on her feet and paced to him. “How’s it? How’re you?” She showed concern. She arrived at his front and placed her hand on his shoulder. “Are you okay?”Ryan took his hand off his forehead and nodded. “Yes, I am fine,” he let out. He forced an insincere smile on his face, trying to act strong and convince her he was fine. “I’m good.”“Are you sure?” She doubted him.Ryan stared into her eyes and brightened his smile. “Yes, I am fine, Patricia,” he let out. He gently took her hand away from him and bowed his head. “I need to get going now.”“Why?” Patricia uttered, amazed. She was worried about Ryan’s strange behavior and attempted to find out, but he didn’t allow her and refused to talk with her while they were waiting for the test result
Cohen has been lying down for over two hours since Patricia insisted. He wished to go check on Williams, but Patricia held her back so he could rest since Williams was also asleep.He couldn’t convince himself to sleep even after several attempts; closing his eyes every second, but ended up opening it out of excitement as Patricia’s statements from earlier kept ringing loudly in his head, and he couldn’t get her voice away from his head.‘I should go check on them…’ he decided and as he lifted his head from the pillow, the door opened and Patricia walked in.“How is he now? Has he woken up?” He stormed her with questions, and without giving her space to give a response, he added another one. “Is the doctor still attending to him?”Patricia ignored his questions. She walked closer and drew the chair closed and sat before she looked at him in the face, and answered. “The doctor is done with him. They’ve successfully transferred the blood,” she explained. “He insisted I stayed with him u
“Dad’s efforts on me aren’t a waste, I follow everything he taught me and I’m not rude to you, I’m simply stating the truth, but it seems you are one of those who find it bitter.” Williams made a point with a low voice.“Okay. Don’t let us argue about who is right or wrong…” Cohen let out. “I didn’t stand behind the door because I intended to eavesdrop on your conversation. Think about it. Do I have a reason to do that?”“Only you can answer that…” Williams gave a savage response.Cohen sighed. “Williams, I stayed behind the door because I didn’t want to interrupt you…” he explained, and Williams interrupted again.“Then what makes you come in when the argument is still ongoing?” Williams queried. “Didn’t you just interrupt us? Hun? If truly, you didn’t want to interrupt, you should have waited for the nurse out and then you will come in. That’s the proper way to do it. Your excuse isn’t genuine, sir.”“I’m not trying to convince you. I’m lecturing you, Williams, and you should listen
“Put me down.” Williams instructed.“Why?” Cohen questioned. “Don’t you want me to be your carrier anymore? Have I offended the young master?”“No,” Williams answered and explained. “You can’t enter the restroom with me on your shoulder. Except…”“Say no more…” Cohen uttered and instantly went to his knees.“What are you doing?” Williams with his eyebrows raised.“I’m doing all I can do to make it easy for the young master to get inside. I want you to comfortably enter the restroom without getting down from my shoulder, so I will crawl in,” Cohen explained.“Hun!” Williams exclaimed and tried to stop him. “Don’t do that.”Williams wanted to get down from his shoulder, but Cohen quickly crawled.“Gosh!” Williams sounded in disbelief. He glanced back at his mother’s face, expecting her to intervene, but seeing a smile on her face made him face his front and direct his words to Cohen. “Why will you do that?”“This is my duty…” Cohen uttered in a cool voice. “You’re my young master and as
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.