Bertrand's POV I was surprised by the call from Sophia. "What's wrong, Sophia?" "We had an accident, dad." “Huh? Yes, I'll go there now." I took a deep breath. Sophia's words were clear, but why did she ask me to go to the hospital immediately even though she also had an accident? I left them because Megan said she wanted to take the bus when she went home. But this was still four hours ago I left them but they had already had an accident. I asked Evan to immediately take me to the hospital. My feelings of confusion made me unable to stay calm while traveling. It's better if Evan drives the car. After two hours I finally arrived at the hospital. I met Sophia whose head and hands were bandaged but she could walk. “Dad.” Sophia's eyes filled with tears. "Where's your mother?" I asked hopefully if Megan would be okay. "Mom, Mom, the doctor declared her in a coma, Dad." Sophia immediately burst into tears. She hugged me. I also trembled when I heard my daughter's
Megan's POV I opened my eyes. I was in my room. “Are you awake, Megan?” My mother brought a tray of milk. "Yes, ma'am. Did you bring milk for me?” "Yes, but you get up and go to the bathroom first before you can drink this milk." I smile. "Yes, ma'am." After washing my face I went back to the room and drank warm milk from my mother. "Dad, where are you, mom?" "Of course your father has already left for work." "I forget." “You just exist, Megan. Yes, now you are ready for school!" I immediately showered and got ready for school. My school is very close to my house so I only need to walk to school. On the way to school I met Selina. She is my friend at school. Her face is oval and has curly hair. We headed to elementary school where we were still in fifth grade. Selina also asked "Megan, why are you here?" "Yes, I want to go to school. Why are you strange?" “You shouldn't be here, Megan.” "What's wrong with you? Don't be so unclear. "We better get to schoo
Megan's POV Today I wore new clothes that my mother gave me recently at the market. Wow, I feel very happy to be able to wear these new clothes. I can't stop standing in front of the mirror in my room because the peach color suits me. “Megan, are you ready?” My mother came into my room. "Yes, ma'am. Am I suitable for wearing these clothes?” “Of course you are very beautiful. Come on, your father is waiting for you!" I smiled broadly. "Okay ma'am." Me, my mother and my father went to a place that I didn't know about because it was quite far from my house. Maybe about an hour's journey. Now I have arrived in front of a fairly large restaurant. “Are we coming here, Dad?” "Yes, of course. You can eat whatever you want here.” “Hooray.” I immediately grabbed my mother's hand to go into the restaurant. There are quite a lot of people here too. There are so many food choices that it makes me confused about what I want to eat. "What are we going to buy, ma'am?" Becaus
Bertrand's POV Twice every year, I regularly receive emails about stocks. This is one of four stock issuers that I own, whose dividends I am targeting. So, because I own four different stocks, I receive emails like this seven times a year, because one of the companies I chose only pays dividends once a year. I started this investment recently, in 2020. The reason we just started it that year was because it was only that year that we had cold money or were unemployed. Before that, it was a waste of money to have cold money, I didn't even have any savings for an emergency fund because the company owned by the Hardwin family had collapsed and I was the one who had to cover it all. The main point of investment is that you must use cold money. What is cold money? Cold money means money that will not be used or idle for a certain period of time. So daily needs such as children's pocket money, shopping money, petrol money, and so on are not included in cold money. Savings that y
Isabella's POV “I hope you can wake up soon, okay, ma'am? Anthony really misses you. I promise you that when Anthony is a year old I will go back to college. I will be your reliable daughter too. I promise I won't bother you either. So don't worry about me. You're my sun.” Because I couldn't say any more words, I just hugged her and felt the warmth of her body. I hope she can recover soon and open her eyes. My heart and mind are tired enough of waiting for her. But everything is God's will. Health and illness are a gift from God, no power can hinder it. If we receive the gift of illness, we must not remain silent without trying to recover, but we are required to make the best possible efforts. The results are still God's provisions. God is good, and He always cares for us. Therefore, He does not want us to fall with our pride. He wants you to always depend on Him. Therefore, He allows us to be sick, so that we can always be close to Him. Sickness is a form of test and as a way
Sophia's POV Cakes that are made with premium quality and taste delicious, it is natural that the price is expensive. But by the way, what was that guy's name? Why didn't I have time to ask? Ah, well, later I will also know his name. And why is he always in this cake shop? Is he an employee of this cake shop? But why isn't he wearing an employee uniform? Ah, I don't know what's clear, I'll be going to the hospital soon. I went straight to the hospital with the cake I bought earlier. Arriving at the hospital I saw my father sitting in front of my mother's treatment room. His face looks gloomy and faces forward with a blank look. He must be sad because my mother hasn't regained consciousness even though yesterday my mother moved her finger but there was no movement yet. I saw that my father really loved my mother. They are a perfect couple. In fact, neither my father nor my mother ever saw any bad news except when my father married Margaretta. But my mother showed that
Chapter Sophia's POV I can't bear to see this child alone out there. If I babysit her just once, it's no problem. But I can't do it every day either. Maybe it's best to take her to an orphanage or maybe her parents will take her back. Pity you. I rubbed her head. After the child woke up, my father and I took the girl to the hospital. I have also made a report to the hospital in case anyone is looking for this child because I found her for the first time at this hospital. I was forced to leave my mother temporarily to take this child to the police station so that it could be given to the relevant parties. If I didn't have anything else to do, maybe I would want to take care of this child myself, but that's not possible. I don't have much time for that. I arrived at the hospital and I wanted to say that I had found a child. “Hey, you're a child kidnapper, aren't you? That's my child, why can he be with you?" A middle-aged woman pointed in the direction. She then forc
Bertrand's POV I read the news this morning that the parenting style has now changed from being angry and angry to being softer. Or those who have power find it easy to do anything with their power. I know this is just a status joke or joke, but let me try to explain why this recent phenomenon could have an impact in the future. People will then think, if they have power, they can put their family where they want. It doesn't matter if there are other people who are more competent or even worse, the family being placed is not competent at all. It will flow down. Governors, regents, sub-district heads, village heads, even in other environmental settings, they will think the same. Have power, can do whatever you like. Simple, top management does it and it is considered normal. Even worse, young people will lose their enthusiasm for studying and working. Because no matter how hard they try, no matter how good their competence, if they don't have 'insiders' then they will just