“Please, Bastian,” Cohen begged. “Just this once.”Bastian stared at him for a second without uttering a word. He took his eyes off him and slightly faced the right side, snickering, “why do you want to stay?”“I just want to-”Before Cohen could complete his statement, a nurse arrived and interrupted them.“The doctor asked you to see him.” She directed her words to Cohen.“Okay, I will be there soon.” Cohen let out.“Okay, sir.” The nurse let out. She turned to walk away, but Bastian stopped her.“Must it be him?”The nurse turned back to face them. “Hun!” An unclear tone escaped her mouth.“I am the patient's legal guardian. I wasn't around, so he brought her here on my behalf.” He explained.“Oh…” the nurse sounded, shaking her head, comprehending.“So, can I come instead of him, or should it be him?” Bastian inquired.“You can come.” The nurse informed.“Okay. Thanks. I will come after you now.” Bastian uttered.“Okay, sir.” The nurse said. She curtsied her head and walked away.
Cohen’s phone rang, and taking out to see Anna was the one calling him again, he discharged a soft breath, tired. Anna has been calling non-stop for almost an hour and when he stopped calling, he thought she had given up, but now she called again.Cohen lifted his again to click the red circle and declined the call, but he halted and had a second thought. “Let me just pick it,” he decided.He accepted the call, and without giving her a space to say a word, he let out, “I am sorry I didn’t call you since.” He apologized.“Not at all,” Anna said with the transparent of smile in her voice. “You rushed her to the hospital to save her life, why will I be angry?”Cohen’s eyes widened, surprised. He didn’t expect her to give such a response. “Thank you.” He appreciated her even though he knew she was just pretending.“It’s fine,” she said. “Is Bastian there already?” Anna inquired.“Yes,” Cohen said. He opened his mouth and quickly corrected himself. “No,”“Bastian isn’t here yet.” He lied.
“No! Cohen, don’t!” Anna screamed from her sleep. She raised her head from the table in a hurry and her eyes wide ajar.She panted heavily in grogginess, struggling to distinguish the dream from reality because it was like she just finished watching a movie.She discharged a heavy breath, still trying to make sense out of her dream.She rested her elbows on the table and rubbed her forehead, murmuring, “oh, God.”She felt apprehension about the dream’s contents but was also grateful it was not reality.She dwelled on the dream theme from another second till negative thoughts found their ways into her mind.“What!”“What if!”She couldn’t complete her statement before her heart started to beat rapidly. She suddenly felt a tension headache and warm sweat starting flooding out of her skin, profusely.“This can’t be!” She connected the dream with reality and thought back to how Cohen refused to tell her their whereabouts. Besides, Bastian was also suspicious, since he refused to take her
Anna rested her head on the table and fell asleep. She was tired and frustrated because fear had rotten her mind after hearing voices in her head. She looked around to see if there was someone hiding in a corner, but she found no one. So, she decided and had a second thought that everything was just an illusion. Though her mind was still restless. She was in panic and couldn’t calm herself, no matter how much she tried to take her mind off all thoughts. Her phone rang and she lifted her head to see a notification. She picked up her phone and unlocked it to see a message from an unknown number. “Who is this?” She thought. She clicked on the message and her eyes widened at the message she just read. “Cohen is alone with Patricia in a hospital room.” She blinked her eyes twice and quickly typed a message. “Please, which hospital are they?” She sent the message and immediately as it delivered, she received a reply. “Arbest hospital. Emergency room.” She read the message and quic
“Do you even know who I am?!”“Let me in now or I will call my husband and he will make sure this hospital shuts down!”Bastian heard a voice from the corner he was standing. He furrowed his face. “Who is that?” He whispered.He walked out of the corner to go back into the hospital and immediately as he got out, his eyes got a glimpse of Anna.“What’s going on there?” He threw a question, walking closer in a slow stride. He arrived in their midst, standing beside the security guards, who were arguing with Anna and preventing her from entering the hospital.“Did you catch a thief?” He directed his question to the security guard with his eyes fixed on Anna. He took his eyes off her and slightly looked at the security guard. “What did she steal? Kidney or what?”Anna bit her lower lip and ground her teeth with her minding boiling in anger. She calmed herself and wore an insincere smile. “Bastian, it’s me, Anna.” She introduced.Bastian glanced at him with a confused expression. “Anna?” H
The squeaky door announced Bastian’s entrance and Cohen glanced backward and watched him walk closer.“Are you leaving already?” Bastian threw a question with a few steps remaining to take before arriving beside Cohen.“Yes.” Cohen answered.“Okay. Thanks for watching over her.” Bastian appreciated him.“It’s nothing,” Cohen let out, beaming, “but please, Bastian, can you do me a favor?”Bastian stared at his face. He already knew what Cohen would say, so he let out. “I shouldn’t let her know you slept over.”Cohen nodded his head. “Yes,” he responded. “Will you please keep it a secret?”“Sure. If that’s how you want it, so be it. But you know, it does no good.” Bastian poured out.Cohen smiled. “Thanks. I will leave now.” He said. He turned and walked to the door and as he laid his hand on the door handle and Bastian.“Cohen.” Cohen glanced backward. “Hm.” He answered.Bastian faced downward in guilt. “I think I’ve caused you trouble. I am sorry.” He apologized.Cohen took his eyes
The door creaked as it swung open, and Anna quickly stopped cutting the onion. She was in the kitchen preparing breakfast.“Cohen.” She called and paused to give the person who opened the door a space to respond, but no one answered.“Mother, is that you?” She asked again, but still no response came, causing her to figure out it was Cohen.She put the knife down and rushed out of the kitchen, and before she could get to the sitting room, Cohen was climbing the stairs already.“Cohen!” She called, raising her voice a bit. She ground her teeth and rushed after him, but couldn't catch up with him until he ascended all the stairs.Immediately as she finished climbing the stairs, she picked up her speed and held his cloth from behind. “Don’t you hear me calling you?”“Woman, please leave me alone. Okay.” He said.“Hun!” She exclaimed, shocked that he referred to her as ‘woman’. It's been a long time since he called her that. Since he chose harmony, he has always used sweet names for her.C
Cohen drove into the hospital and parked in the parking lots. He put his phone in his pocket and picked up the food he got from the restaurant.He took off his seatbelt and as he laid his hand on the door to open it, he had a second thought. “Should I go in?”He sighed deeply, summing up his confidence, but he still couldn't convince himself to go down. “Let me call Bastian.”He took out his phone and dialed Bastian's number, but it wasn’t reachable. He ended the call and dialed it again, and it was reachable, but Bastian didn't pick it.Cohen returned the phone to his pocket, telling himself, “you come because you are worried about your boss. Nothing else.” He instantly opened the door and rushed out of the car before another thought would find its way into his mind.He entered the hospital and walked straight into the emergency room, but it was empty. “Where are they?” He wondered.He opened the next curtain, but there was another patient there. “I am sorry.” He quickly apologized.
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.