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.
“Cohen, is that you?!” A figure exclaimed, standing with his hand pointed at Cohen.Cohen raised his gaze, and seeing who was standing in front of him at a little distance, he quickly stood on his feet. “Victor!” He called, excited. He has been sitting in the waiting chair for over an hour, waiting for Victor.“Oh, my!” Victor beamed, excited, and walked towards Cohen.Cohen also walked to meet him halfway with his arms opened and they hugged immediately as they arrived in front of each other.“It’s been a long time.” Cohen said.Victor nodded. “Yeah, it is. How have you been?” He inquired. “How’s business, family and all?”“Fine. Business is fine, and my family is doing great.” Cohen responded.They separated their bodies from each other, still maintaining the uncontrollable excited gestures in their actions.“My troublesome girlfriend? How’s she?” Victor asked.Cohen beamed. “Elsie, right?”“Yes.” Victor answered.“She is fine. Still troublesome as always,” Cohen responded. “It’s be
“Gosh! I am going crazy!”Cohen rested his head on the wall, and he instantly recollected something.He quickly lifted his head from the wall, and furrowed his face, reasoning to connect things together.“Is this a coincidence, or is it truly slowly revealing itself?”He took his phone out. “Where is her number?” He murmured, scrolling through his call history to search for the Russian teacher’s contact.He found it and smiled, tapping on it. He dialed the number, and it didn’t ring twice before the lady picked it.“Good day, sir,” she greeted over the phone with the transparency of a smile in her voice. “I’m sorry for disturbing you with calls.”Cohen beamed. “It’s fine. I just called to check on the kid. How’s his health?”“Fine.” she responded.“Oh, the kid is a male, right?” He asked.“Hun!” She exclaimed.“Oh, I am not talking to you,” he lied and pretended someone was in his front. “Come back later. I am on call.”“Okay, sir.” The lady said.“Have you been able to reach her moth
Cohen was driving slowly on the road with his mind asking questions which he gave answers to, but ignored some.His mind foreshadowed problems which may come his way and it also paved the way for thoughts which zoomed in as the solution.The traffic signal displayed a red light and Cohen noticed the red light late, and his eyes widened, shocked.“Oh, no.” He sounded and instantly pressed the accelerator. The car suddenly stopped, causing him to hit his head on the steering wheel.“Ouch!” He moaned and quickly touched his forehead to check if he had another mark, but there was none.He lifted his head and exhaled deeply, fixing his eyes on the road ahead of him. He bit the left part of his lower lip and had another long thought, but still couldn't think of a way to get something he could use for the DNA test.“Should I ask Bastian for a favor?” The word fled his mouth and he immediately half closed his eyes and shook his head, opposing, “no, I can run to him for help all the time…”Ano
“You’ve always said I am your worst nightmare. Say another word about divorce and I will reveal your whole secrets to the world!” She threatened.Cohen snickered. He took his hand out of his pocket and beamed lightly. “Go ahead and reveal my secret…”“Hun!?” Anna’s eyes widened and half of her eyeballs pumped out. She was surprised and never expected Cohen to say that. She expected him to become speechless, as always.Cohen nodded, standing firmly on his words. “Yeah, Anna, I am allowing you to reveal my secret if you can. Go ahead if you have the confidence,” he said, changing his standing posture to bend to the left a bit with a fearless gaze.“Will you like to report at the station or you will broadcast? I can help you call a reporter if you don’t mind,” he teased her. “Sofia of the three star media will do a perfect job. Should I call her?”Anna scoffed, washing away the shock in her with a discreet smile. She crossed her hands over her chest and licked the inner of her lower lip,
“Is this some kind of business?” Cohen wondered. Elsie sighed. “I am asking you politely because I don’t want it to seem so,” she explained. “I seriously need a favor from you, but couldn’t approach you because I was scared you would question me. You won’t do it for me.” “And what assurance do you have that I will do it now?” Cohen questioned. Elsie beamed. “This isn't a request anymore. It’s gonna be a deal. You give me what I want, I'll tell you where the dress is.” “Are you blackmailing me now?” Cohen queried. “No. If you call this blackmail, what will you call her?” Elsie raised a question. “Hun!” Anna and Cohen made a confused tone in unison. “What are you talking about?” Cohen asked, afraid that Elsie might have eavesdropped on their whole conversation and knew he had a secret with Anna. “Cohen, I need Bastian’s contact.” Elsie proclaimed. “Bastian’s contact?!” Cohen exclaimed. “Matthew Bastian?!” Elsie smiled. “Yeah.” “For what?!” Cohen interrogated. Elsie ignored hi
Cohen rushed out of the room and slammed the door behind him. He fastly ascended the stairs till he lost his feet and slightly sprained his ankle, causing him to slow down.“Ouch!” He let out in pain, bending to rub his ankle, but before his hand could reach it, he felt relieved a bit and picked up his speed.He ran out of the mansion and paced to the right corner to check the blue dustbin as Elsie described.He opened the bin, but it was empty. “What!” He exclaimed. “Maybe they have packed it…”Without completing his statement, he rushed out of the compound and crossed to the other side, where the street dumpster was placed.He opened the first pin, but it was empty. He rushed to the second one, and it was empty.“What’s going on?” He whispered before rushing to check the third one and immediately as he opened it, his eyes widened, shocked at the emptiness of it.“Hun!” He exclaimed. He ground his teeth as his eyeballs turned outrageously red, doubting Elsie.“Is this a joke to her?
“They aren’t here. But Marie said they left a while ago…” Cohen murmured, walking back to his car.Cohen has been driving around for almost an hour and has checked from the second to the fifth streets and hasn’t seen the dump truck.He checked all the four streets' dumpster, and they were emptied, making him keep going and hoping he would find them.He drove into the fifth street and slowly drove around, looking left and right until he saw the street dumpster.He parked beside the roadside and exhaled a deep breath, tired. He took off his seatbelt and got out of the car.He crossed the road and walked to the street dumpster at a slow pace. He was tired and weak already and couldn’t govern his body to work faster.He opened the dumpster, but it was filled with trash. “There aren’t here yet?” He let out, amazed.The trash odor suddenly filled his nose, and he instantly closed the bin. “Argh!” He sounded and took a step backward, covering his nose with his upper lip.He exhaled deeply, g
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.