‘Not all blue-eyed men are gun-crazed maniacs.’
‘They are not all bad. Some are nice people.’
‘He was one guy, and they locked him up.’
Regina recited the positive mantra she created to calm down.
“Reggie Martin?” Jonah asked, looking suspiciously at the roster.
“Yeah, it’s Regina Martin. I signed my nickname when I filled out the form. Is that going to be a problem?” She asked, noticing only men were sitting in the waiting area when she looked around.
“We did not expect—”
Regina raised an eyebrow, waiting for him to continue. ‘Was he about to say, woman? Are these people sexists? Is that why there are only men here today? I think the Labor Department needs to give them a visit.’
Jonah cleared his throat. “Let us head in so we can start the interview.”
“Ms. Regina Martin, here for the nurse position.”
The men at the table looked at her in surprise. Miss? They tried to mask their reactions, but Regina noticed.
“Mr. Myles Bennet to your left.” Myles nodded in his dark blue suit.
“Mr. Yvan Bennet in the middle.” Yvan had a sheepish smile and a glint of mischief in his eyes. Regina nodded, pretending not to recognize the most famous model in the country.
With his powder blue suit and slicked-back hair, he looked mature, but his signature smile sent a very blinding signal, and there was no denying it was him sitting across the table.
Who would not recognize Yvan? His face grazed every magazine, tabloid, and billboard ad on the side of buildings and buses.
“And Mrs. Hailey Bennet will be your ward if you get accepted,” Jonah introduced.
“Hello, Mrs. Bennet. It’s nice to meet you. I hope you feel good after meeting with so many people today.”
“Oh, that is sweet of you to ask, dear.”
Myles looked at her credentials, and Regina was everything they looked for in a nurse. She graduated at the top of her class and worked at Grace Medical way before she graduated.
Grace Medical was well known all over the world as the hospital that revolutionized the health industry. Innovations and top-of-the-line research came out of this hospital and it was every intern’s dream to get in.
To get accepted meant the individual had the highest recommendations from their professors.
“It’s a bit tiring, but the boys are doing the interviews. I’m just here to see if I like the people they talk to. So far, I’ve seen several hot guys I wouldn’t mind tucking me in.” Regina laughed, and the brothers looked at their mom with surprise.
“I’m so glad you came because you remind me of my best friend. She cut her hair that short one summer and cried a lot after.” Mrs. Bennet looked away, and Regina knew that was her cue to pay attention to her potential employers.
It intrigued Myles and Yvan why their brother approved Regina’s interview when Owen had strictly instructed them to hire an all-male crew for their mom.
As they listened to the exchange, they wondered why their mother opened up when she barely uttered comprehensible sentences when the interviewees were male.
Only a handful of interviewees gave their mom any attention, and those were the candidates that Owen had flagged as “potential.”
Myles, being in charge for the moment, wondered, ‘Why should we follow Owen’s type of questioning when it sounded like they were all applying for a technical job?’
Having their mom interact with the interviewee was more important, as she would spend more time with them.
Sure, he agreed that the muscular guy earlier would fit as their mom’s physical therapist as she needed more exercise and needed someone stern to guide her, but the nurse didn’t need to be a man, right?
Mrs. Bennet had arthritis, and it was hard for her to use her arms and legs, often using the wheelchair to make her life easier. Exercise would help with her mobility.
The caregiver position was still unfilled as they needed someone to stay overnight when the nurse left in the evenings. And Owen specifically said no women.
“Ms. Martin, why are you leaving Grace Medical to work for us? Aren’t you going to be bored sitting with an old lady all day?”
“I came as a representative of the hospital. The administration has decided that since your mother was a big contributor to the hospital, we should send one of our own to care for her.”
Myles smelled something fishy about this reasoning, but he let her go. And because Regina was good at keeping a poker face, she made her reason sound like a valid excuse.
She did not want to reveal that being their mother’s nurse would help her avoid facing her traumatic experience daily.
“I really like her. She looks and sounds like Mandy. Do you remember Mandy?” Mrs. Bennet tapped at Yvan’s arm and he smiled at her lovingly.
“Yes, Mom. I remember Aunt Mandy. She was the best.”
Yvan had been observing how his mother’s disposition had changed since Regina stepped into the room, and if he could choose, he would pick her to be his mom’s nurse.
Each time Myles tried to interview Regina and ask about her experience of caring for elderly people, Mrs. Bennet would interrupt them with another story about her and Mandy when they were young.
“I was in college when my grandmother started falling ill,” Regina talked over Mrs. Bennet when she turned her attention to Yvan.
Myles looked like he was in charge and she knew getting his vote was important.
“I volunteered to care for her during my time off, so I understand how to care for your mother as if she was my own.”
“If I may ask, why do you need a nurse to care for her?”
“Our mother’s memory is diminishing. Her illness can be called different names, and we do not name them in front of her because she gets upset. She has not forgotten us yet, but we do not want to wait for the day we lose her because we have been negligent.”
Regina nodded. Alzheimer’s or dementia is the leading illness amongst older people, and neglect always leads to injuries and complications, thus making the rest of their days more difficult, and most often painful.
“Mom said she does not need a babysitter, so we will not require her staff to wear the standard white uniform. But you can wear those colorful scrubs they wear at the hospitals all the time.”
Myles was talking about the multi-colored, printed scrubs hospital staff at Grace medical used when they were interns.
“Or you can always wear the sexy mini-skirt ones, too.” Yvan earned a beating at the back of his head as soon as he uttered the words.
“I apologize for my brother. He’s a stupid kid filled with unnecessary thoughts.” Regina chuckled.
‘I could easily get along with this family. They look like nice people.’
“I like her. Tell her to start tomorrow.” Mrs. Bennet said matter-of-factly.
Regina was surprised, and she looked at the Bennet siblings, wondering if they would hire her on the spot. When they averted their eyes, she knew not to ask.
“Would you like some water?” Regina asked, seeing the older lady lick her lips several times and touch her head whenever she spoke.
Regina ordered the assistant to get Mrs. Bennet a glass of water and ensure they kept her hydrated throughout the day. She knew dehydration could often lead to headaches, and increasing her fluid intake could help avoid it.
This take-charge attitude cemented Myles’ decision that Regina was the best candidate to care for his mom.
“Thank you for coming, Ms. Martin. My older brother is not here today, and he will have the last say in hiring the candidates, but I feel you are a good fit for my mom. We will let you know the results in a few days.”
Myles did not want to promise Regina anything, but he would definitely try to convince Owen to hire her. Because, with Regina in the room, their mother seemed like herself again. And it was something he wanted to see more of. He missed his mom before the illness started affecting her.
Mrs. Bennet looked around frantically a few minutes after Regina left. “Where is Mandy? Why did she go?” “Who?” Yvan asked. “My best friend. She was just here.” “The nurse? She had to go home for the day, Mom.” He answered. “Where does she live?” “It’s on her file.” Yvan got a swat on the side of his head. “What are you doing? Don’t give her ideas.” Myles ground the words out in a whisper. “We’ll show it to you later, Mom. The next applicant will be here in a few minutes.” He said in a normal tone. “Just don’t forget, okay? Maybe we will visit her later.” “Sure, Mom,” Myles said dismissively, thinking Mrs. Bennet was in one of her episodes and it would pass away soon, so he swept her request under the rug. -=- Regina was sure she wouldn’t get the job. She was the only female nurse there that day and caught early on that the invitation for the interview had definitely been a mistake, only because she signed her name as Reggie instead of Regina. They couldn’t cancel Regina
“Ma’am, I’m sorry to say this, but the madam never paid for the items she ordered.” Regina looked at the untouched cake slices in front of her and the fruit drinks beside them. When she hesitated, the server spoke. “You guys looked like you were discussing something important, so I didn’t think it was right to interrupt.” “Oh, it’s fine. I’m just calculating if I should eat half of this right now and the rest at home later, so you won’t think I’m a pig.” She laughed, and so did he, bringing out the dimple on his cheek. ‘Hmm, he’s kinda cute.’ Regina admired the cute server when she thought of an idea. “Do you mind if I ask the people in your cafe if they would like some free cakes and drinks? I really can’t consume all of this.” He agreed, and when only the chocolate cake and iced tea were left, Regina sat down and pretended she would eat it. “Oh, here’s my card. Just charge everything on it.” The man’s eyes lit up after reading her information. “Miss Albright, my name is Jas
A few days later, Regina was relaxing at home in her black tank top and tiny shorts, dancing to the beat of her favorite tunes. She just finished applying to another hospital, knowing she was not getting the Bennet job. So she played it cool. She borrowed a few of her father’s long-playing records, something they had in common even with almost 50 years of an age difference. Regina was a miracle baby. Her parents had given up on having a daughter. So when she came out, everyone doted on her and guarded her with their lives. She loved the sound the old record player made. It was an heirloom from her brother, handed down with the apartment. Choosing the next album and the feel of changing the records gave her entertainment. Stephen Albright had records he collected from when he was a teenager, classics from the 70s to the early 90s when record sales went down because of newer technology. Recently, popular musicians jumped back on the bandwagon, and the newer generation started calli
“Mrs. Bennet, would you like coffee or tea?” “Tea dear. I love tea. I can help you make some,” she replied while gazing at the pictures on the mantle. “Okay, you can help—” “No!” Owen replied, walking to the kitchen to intercept his mother. “I wanted to ask her to select the tea she wanted. She won’t get hurt. I know what I’m doing.” She whispered to Owen in an annoyed voice. “You keep saying that.” “Get the tea box from the pantry and bring it out here, Mrs. Bennet.” “It is not heavy. Even if she drops it, it’s fine. You have to stimulate your mother’s brain and let her think for herself.” Owen gritted his teeth. Though he didn’t agree with her methods, he let the issue go. “You’re babying your mother too much. Let her be. She’s not all gone yet.” ‘She’s probably right, but I’ll never agree with her.’ He snickered silently. “So do you want coffee or tea?” Regina laid out some butter cookies, macaroons, and pound cake she sliced up on a platter. “I’ll take coffee,” he repli
“Hello?” “Ms. Martin, report to my office tomorrow morning at seven. I need to brief you about your job.” “Did I get it?” She didn’t even bother to ask who called her on the phone. She only knew one domineering person who would order her around even before saying hello. “Yes, but there are conditions.” “But I got it, right? I’ll be there on the dot. Thanks!” Regina did her happy dance as she knew after yesterday’s visit from Mrs. Bennet there was no one else perfect for the job. Hailey seemed to take a shine to her and even considered her as a best friend. The next day, Regina headed to the elevator 30 minutes before seven and got surprised that Owen’s assistant was already there to meet her. Owen did a double take as Regina entered his office. She wore a business suit and had her hair slicked and tied at the back, making her look androgynous. Regina meant to surprise him, and she smiled, knowing he got affected like she wanted. She expected to be there earlier, wait for him,
Coming home after a long day, Owen prayed that his mother was not up to her old antics today. After the day he had been through, he was not ready to cater to her whims. “Has my mother had her dinner?” “Yes sir,” Stephan, the butler who welcomed Owen at the door, replied. “Would you like to have dinner in the dining room or on the patio?” “No, not yet. Give me at least 20 minutes before they set the table on the patio. My brothers are on their way.” “The nurse has left, I assume?” “About that sir…” “What? Spit it out!” Owen was losing his patience. He was ready to fire Regina on her second day if she did something wrong. “She’s in the shower with your mother.” “What?” Owen took huge strides to his mother’s room as the old butler struggled to keep up. “Your mother hasn’t bathed in a few days, and Ms. Regina said she had a solution for that—” “What did she do now?” Stephan blocked the door to the bathroom before Owen could enter. “I think we should give them some privacy.” “T
Yvan looked at their uncle, and the older man just shrugged with a smile, but Yvan won’t let it go that easily. “I understand now why you hired her. Aside from being able to communicate with Mom, she’s also a spitfire, and I like that.” Owen hummed dismissively. “I would have hired her too, but for a totally different reason.” Yvan winked at his brother. “She shouldn’t have been in the interview in the first place.” “But she was, and now she’s here.” “I’m just saying she’s nice to look at. I almost didn’t make it to my shoot today because I got distracted watching her entertain Mom.” “You think she has a boyfriend?” Owen glared at his brother. “She is off limits.” “Why? ‘Cause she’s a nurse?” “No, because we do not fraternize with the help.” “Okay.” Owen frowned. His brother readily agreed, and it made him suspicious. “What? Why are you giving me that look?” “I know you. You’re up to something.” “You’re right. I’m thinking of ways to get Regina fired, so I can visit her a
Hailey Bennet, with her best friend Mandy, had active social lives when Mandy was still alive. It all started when the last of their kids turned into teenagers, developing independent attitudes and declaring they didn’t need their mommies anymore. Left with nothing to do, the best friends worked out together and volunteered at the local libraries, museums, and garden clubs. Wherever they were needed, that’s where they went. They went to a dance class together because they wanted to be fit and as pretty as when their husbands married them. They met at a ballet class when they were 6, and they became inseparable. When Hailey’s husband passed away, Mandy was there to pick up the pieces and pull her out of her depression and sadness. So when her best friend passed away, it was understandable that her health declined. Hailey’s passion to be part of the community disappeared. “I only did it because Mandy wanted to know the latest gossip. I could have done with just us, but she wanted t
“Regina, are you okay?” Arthur’s softer voice asked from the other side, and she looked up as she wiped her tears away. “I need to tell you something before he comes back. I drugged you the entire time you were with Jacob because he wanted you to cry and scream when he raped you, but he wouldn’t touch a sleeping body. He said it felt like he was fucking the dead. So I made you sleep.” “You what?” “I drugged you, so he couldn’t do anything to you. All the things he told you were lies. None of them happened.” “You did that for me?” she asked, confused about whom to believe. Was this version of Arthur telling the truth, or was it also another lie? “I couldn’t bear the thought that I stood by and watched while he harmed you.” “Why?” “I always loved you, Regina. I always will,” Arthur said before his face changed again. “That stupid shit. What did he tell you?” Armed with the knowledge that nothing happened between them, Regina stood to taunt Jacob. She wanted to get to the bottom o
“I wanted to see.”“And there’s a reason I told you no.”“Babe…”“That guy left me for dead, Regina. Would you like to see a picture of that?”“Yes. I want to understand why a man with a face so kind could be so horrible.”“I will show you the footage from the precinct and how they found out Arthur’s mental illness.” Owen sighed, knowing that keeping the truth from Regina would just give her more reason to sneak around. “Then will you come to bed and forget about this?” She nodded as Owen retrieved a file from his computer and showed her a video of Arthur arguing with himself at the precinct. He was fighting with himself as if there were two people instead of one, and Regina felt unnerved. “The doctors said Jacob was too traumatized by Arthur’s loss that he erased the fact that he was dead. In his grief, he developed the Arthur persona, who was kind and smart, just like the actual person. It was a form of coping mechanism.”“Where is he now?”“In the psychiatric hospital inside the
“YOU KILLED ARTHUR! YOU DON’T DESERVE TO BE HAPPY!” It said before images began appearing on the screen. Regina was frozen and horrified because of the text, she was trying to figure out what the images were but Owen closed the lid before she did.“Don’t touch the computer. It was just a virus. I have a friend who can clean this for you.“Who would send such a horrific message? And what is that message about Arthur? Is he dead?”“Yes, no. It’s a long story. Don’t worry about it.” He said as he moved the laptop to his desk.“Don’t lie to me, Owen.” Regina stood up to face him. “We said no secrets. What was that about? And why is there a naked woman on my screen?”“Did you have an affair and not tell me, because gods help me, I am not taking this crap from you.”“No babe, I wouldn’t do that to you. You have to sit while I tell you what that was about.”“I can’t sit. My blood is boiling right now.”“Okay, let’s go to the kitchen, get a glass of water for both of us while I collect my tho
“Dad, thank you for giving me the extended leave. France has inspired me a lot with my artistic side. Did you see my paintings?”“Yeah, I have a few of them put up in the hospital and around the house already. Is that what you want to do now? Paint?”“Oh no, that’s just my side hobby. I was inspired by the nursing home in France and wanted to build a non-profit nursing home as a branch of our hospital.”“That sounds like a good idea. I think someone suggested that before and we just didn’t have time to look into it. Talk to the project manager so we can get this started. Which wing do you want it in?”“Well, that’s the thing. I want it to be separate from the hospital, in a more scenic setting so we can usher the old people to rest peacefully. I don’t want them to feel like they’re in the hospital all the time.”“Are you willing to put in work for this project? This will be a lot of work, starting with finding available properties. You can’t just quit mid-way because it’s too hard.”R
“What are you telling them?”“Don’t worry about it, sweetie. I have everything in control.” He said confidently as they walked to his mother’s room.“Mom? Are you awake?” Owen asked. Myles was reading her a book Regina sent from France, and the scenes were getting steamy, so he was glad that his mother’s attention got diverted to the guests. “Look who’s here?”He stepped aside, and Regina softly exclaimed, “Surprise!”Mrs. Bennet stared at Regina, wondering who she was, and then it clicked. “Mandy? Oh, I’m glad you’ve come. I’ve missed you so.” She grew emotional as Regina sat on the bed and hugged her.“So did I Mrs. Bennet. I am glad to see that you are better.” Regina touched her forehead to get the temperature and her wrist to check how fast her pulse rate was.“Oh, it was nothing. They just worry too much. Now I’m in the hospital when all I want to do is see that dog.” Bella had been constant in her life, and like Regina, not having seen her for a few days, threw everything out o
News of Owen’s mystery woman spread throughout the nation as pictures of the couple were shared across every website on the internet. “Owen, what are we going to do? Can we hire someone to delete the pictures?” Regina asked as the car sped away. He smirked, “No.” “No? But your reputation?” “I’m a single man in a relationship with a beautiful woman, so I don’t care about the pictures.” “But the paparazzi, they’ll know.” “We’re not hiding our relationship, my love. Unless you want to.” “I don’t.” “I know you don’t want your face in the media, so we won’t tell them who you are. Let them find out on their own.” “I don’t care if they find out. I’m through hiding. It didn’t do me any good, anyway. I kept lying to people I really liked. I just hope they could forgive me,” she said, leaning back into the seat, more relaxed. “Well then, that’s settled,” Owen smiled and leaned over to nuzzle her ear. “You know they’ll be at my apartment waiting. What do you say we go to yours and lock
Regina asked how they all knew each other, and the three men regaled her with stories of when they met while re-constructing the apartment she was staying in.“So I have a question. If Owen owns the complex, then why do I have a small apartment?”Caelan and François both laughed and teased Owen.“Well, I didn’t want you to get suspicious about paying such a small price for an enormous apartment, so we gave you the smallest unit. It was Caelan’s place.”“Aww…” Regina looked at Caelan, “You gave it up for me? I’m sorry if I brought in mismatched furniture in there.”“Don’t feel sorry for him. He got a bigger apartment out of the deal, so he’s happy about that.” Owen butted in, and Regina laughed.“I don’t mind how you decorated the place. I like it and will keep most of the furniture,” Caelan replied.“So I heard Owen hired you to follow me around and disrupt my dates with Jason. Is that true?”“Well—I—He—Yes, it’s true,” Caelan could not defend himself, so he admitted the truth.“So th
The sun was peeking through the horizon by the time the couple fell asleep, satiated and full of love. Neither wanted to sleep lest everything was just a dream. Regina woke up first, staring at the sleeping man beside her, waiting for him to awaken. “What are you doing?” Owen asked, his voice husky from sleep.She blushed that she got caught running her finger down his chest, tracing the lines of his abdomen. “Waking you. Did it work?”“It did.” He grabbed her waist, pulling her toward him. He hooked his legs around hers and kissed her neck. “I missed you so much that when you stopped sending me messages, it made me go crazy.”“I’m sorry. I was so ashamed about what happened that I did not know how to handle the situation. How could I not know anything about my body?”“There were a lot of things happening during that time. Stop blaming yourself. We’re here now, where we should be. Just don’t shut me out again.”“I promise I won’t.” Owen nibbled her neck, and her body came alive. “W
“I had a baby—”“I know.”Regina scrunched her brows in shock. “But I never told you. The diary said you didn’t know.”“The baby was ours,” he said, holding her gaze. If her mouth wasn’t hanging open before, it was now.“How—”“How did I know? I have the same tracker app you do, and they were synched together so I could watch your cycle. I wanted to know when it would be safe because we were having unprotected sex. We needed to take extra precautions to prevent having an accident.”“But we still did.”“It doesn’t make a difference. I still love you.” “You knew, and you didn’t tell me?”“I was waiting for you to share your troubles, so I gave you the space you needed, but you just distanced yourself from me. I didn’t want to nag you because you’ve been through so much already. So I waited.”“The diary said I couldn’t tell you because I felt guilty.”“I know.”“But I didn’t tell you…”“You said it in the letter that you sent me.”“The letter that you keep talking about?”“Yes, do you w