Trip To Dover, Kent 2

Olivia nodded and attempted to dry the tears that were flowing uncontrollably down her cheeks. A few minutes later, she got out of the grocery shop with bags of fruits and beverages, joined Olivia in the car, and drove off. 

After a while, she cast a glance at her and encouraged again, “Stop crying, my Angel. You will ruin your beautiful face.”

“Thank you, ma'am,” Olivia said with a cold voice and she drove on.

She was already at Denise's house when she got a call from her husband. Likewise, She parked and picked up her call.

“Hello, Hubby,” she greeted him.

“Hello, Baby. Kindly get some candy for Daniel.”

“It is all right. See you later.”

“It is okay.”

When they got into the house, Freya pushed the previous day's food, which Denise had prepared, to a corner of the dining table and served her hot tea. Apart from that, she sat beside her.

“Please, endeavor to finish your tea and take your prescription,” she urged her.

Despite the situation, Olivia tried to be strong, she collected the drugs from her and took them obediently.

Afterward, she appreciated her, “Thank you, Ma'am.”

“You’re welcome. When you are through, go to the bathroom and take a hot bath and afterward have a deep rest.”

"It is all right," she said. 

Afterward, she tried to get up from the chair and asked her, "Please, where is the bathroom?”

Freya looked at her in astonishment before she informed her, “In the bedroom, of course.”

Olivia got up and walked a bit before she asked her again, “Sorry, Ma'am. Please, where is the bedroom?”

Freya was more surprised but gave her the description all the same, “Walk into that corridor, take a left turn, and you will see a staircase that leads to the bedroom."

"I got it," she said and moved but Freya changed her mind, "Wait, I will show you,” she said and took a step.

“Thank you, Ma'am. Don't bother, I will be fine.”

"It is okay," she said and gave her a concerned.

Olivia followed the description and walked to the bedroom. Now, Freya was alone and she began to imagine all she could about the situation.

'So Denise has a girl, and he would not even let me or Mom know about it. Guys of nowadays! They are so smart and secretive. But I like his choice. She is beautiful, despite her condition. That is why I gave her that name at the hospital. She looked like an Angel. I know Mom will like her too.'

Nevertheless, Denise, who was off work, drove into the compound. He expressed worry the moment he sighted Freya's car. He packed and got out of his car. Then, he looked at the security, hoping to get any clue as to what awaited him in the house, but could not get any.

 “Welcome back, Boss.”

“Thank you, John. I hope there is no problem?”

“No problem, Boss,” he answered even though Freya rushed Olivia to the hospital.

Denise looked at Freya's car again and walked into the house. He saw Freya coming out of the Kitchen and she looked sternly at him. 

He searched her countenance before greeting her joyously, “Good morning, Big sister. Good to see you. How is Daniel? I expected you yesterday, but…”

Freya interrupted him and inquired, “What is the meaning of this, Denise?”

Denise was astounded and asked her, “What are you talking about, Big sister?”

 “I am disappointed, Denise. How can you be so secretive, to the point that you would not allow any member of your family to know what you are doing?”

“What am I doing?” He asked her but she ignored him and continued, "What if she had died in your house, and you know her condition? Wouldn’t you have brought her over to my house so that I can take proper care of her?”

Denise smiled and corrected her, “Sister, it's not what you think,” he pointed out and sat on the couch.

She overlooked his claim and continued with her sermon, “Think of our family reputation, your position in the society…”

She smiled too when she saw Denise smiling and continued, “You are smiling. Anyway, since you don’t want me to know, there is no problem."

“Know what?”  

"Aha! Don’t bother telling me her name, for I have given her a name.”

“And what name did you give to her?”

“Angel. Angel Denise.”

Denise laughed aloud to cover up the tension in him and said, “Wow! That’s lovely.”

Thereafter, Freya picked up her purse to leave before she advised him, “Take good care of her. I have taken her to see my doctor, and he said there is no cause for alarm…”

“Another Doctor? When?” he asked worriedly.

“Yes. This morning. She was almost gone when I came in. Those are her drugs and her hospital card. I will be on my way. Phil is waiting for me," she informed him while pointing towards the drugs.

She picked up the card and gave it to him. Denise collected it and asked, “What about the thing you wanted to discuss with me?”

“Oh! Other events had overtaken that and one of them had been sorted out naturally. We will do that some other time.”

“I see.”

“Erhe! Denise," she called out when she remembered something.

“Yes, Big sister.”

“Please make haste, so we can start the marriage processes before people get to hear about it. I will inform Mom as soon as possible. Take good care of her.”

After advising him, she inched towards the door. Denise could not say anything about her advice but just greeted her, “Have a nice day.”

At Seven Oaks - Louis's Apartment.

Louis's staff members could not believe the scene they saw when they got into his bedroom after pulling the door down. He blacked out at the thought of Olivia being in the camp of rapists and being gang-raped. They found him lifeless on the floor and lifted him without questions. Without delay, they hurried him to the hospital.

When he recovered after a short while, Dr. Quain noticed that his face color was brighter than usual which could be caused by the absence of food or shock.

“Mr. Bailey, what happened? I don't expect this from you. You are one of the people that hardly visit the hospital,” the doctor asked him.

Now, Louis had put his guard down. He was not the young Chief Executive Officer who was always alert and careful when dealing with others.

“Doctor, I am losing my mind,” he lamented.

“Before we talk, take your tea. It will go a long way."

"Thank you, Doctor."

"You are welcome. Do you mind if I order food for you from the company's canteen?”

“Yes, Doctor," he accepted at once.

The doctor was surprised that a fastidious Louis would agree to have a meal from the canteen. All the same, he ordered the food via a call, and the canteen delivered it to the doctor's office and he took it personally to him.

“Here we are. You need it," the doctor advised him 

He is a thirty-five-year-old family man who joined the company ten years ago. He knew Louis when he was in school before he graduated to head the Seven Oaks branch of Bailey International Conglomerate. He watched him eat his food and observed his countenance.