Back at the hospital

CHAPTER THREE- BACK AT THE HOSPITAL 

TORI’S POV

I opened my heavy eyelids and the light in the room pierced my eyes and it hurt. I quickly shut them back but slowly opened them again.

“Mummy! You’re awake?” I heard Millie’s voice. My vision was blurry but I could see her hovering over me and I gave a sad smile as I cupped her face in my hands.

“Mummy is awake!” She cried happily and Candy came to join her as they both held my hands.

“Where’s your sister?” I asked.

The door suddenly opened and the midwife came in.

“Thank goodness you’re awake. A driver brought you in along with your daughters?”

I heaved a sigh of relief, feeling very grateful.

“Please where’s my baby?” I asked.

“We’re taking care of her. You shouldn’t have allowed yourself to get injured when your stitches have not healed. You simply got lucky!”the midwife said.

Even though I was in immense pain, I was glad to be around my daughters. I was soon asked to pay the bill, but of course I didn’t have any money.

My husband was the owner of all my bank cards, and all the money was in his name. He never allowed me to work.

I was told since I can’t pay, all treatment will be stopped and I’ll have to stay at the hospital till I clear my bills. My only option was to call my father, so I borrowed the mid-wife’s phone to do that.

“Riley has sent in divorce papers. I heard she is now getting married to your husband!” My father yelled over the phone.

“It’s true. She came to visit me in disguise of helping me take care of my daughters and my baby when it is born but I guess she had other plans. She has been sleeping with my husband and immediately she knew I had a daughter and my husband will leave me, she showed me her true colours. This is a woman I trusted so much,” I said with a lot of pain in my heart, as I remembered everything that transpired.

“This is all your fault. I told you not to marry Alpha Victor but you didn’t listen. You had a better chance with the Alpha of our pack but you are strong headed. Because of you, I have lost Riley, my beautiful wife. I will never forgive you for this! Good day!” My father hung up.

To say I was shocked was an understatement. So he was blaming me for the actions of a full grown woman. I was so disappointed in my father, in fact in everyone I call family.

My attention was needed at the cash desk, so I quickly hurried to beg them to give me time to look for some money to pay my bills. I really hoped they would listen.

My daughters, Millie and Candy  didn’t have any care in the world, they hopped around the hallway of the hospital, laughing without a care in the world

“Girls! Be careful!” I yelled.

Suddenly, Candy bumped into a man and fell.

“Oops!” I said and hastened my steps to catch up with them. 

“Easy, my dear,” the man helped Candy up, and she giggled.

“I’m so sorry about Candy, she can be clumsy at times,” I pleaded.

The man nodded and looked  at me, standing before my very eyes was a clean handsome man with a well shaved beard and a suit. His cologne smells like heaven and he looked good. I swallowed hard as I looked at him.

“It’s fine. I know how kids can be,” he said and stared at Candy and I could see the shock evident in his eyes.

“Mirabel,” he whispered, his eyes filled with emotion as he slowly bent towards Candy’s level and cupped her face in his hands.

I stared at him in confusion, wondering what was going on.

“Excuse me! That is my daughter, Candy. I don’t know who Mirabel is but this is clearly not her,”

The man didn’t seem to hear what I was saying as he was so focused on Candy.

“Oh Mirabel!” The man said and pulled Candy into a tight hug. “I miss you so much,”

I have been getting a lot of shocks back to back and this wasn’t an exception. What the hell is going on here?

“She looks exactly like my late daughter, Mirabel,” the man said and showed me his screen saver. It was a picture of someone that looked exactly like my daughter Candy.

The resemblance was so much that I was tempted to believe Candy was his own daughter.

“They look exactly the same. I’m so sorry for your loss,” my eyes softened in concern and pity. I watched him struggle to fight back his tears.

“Excuse me ma’am. You will need to pay up your hospital bills or you will be moved to the junkyard room. It’s simply an old stuffy room and you won’t be getting any treatment,” the cashier said to me.

“Please, give me a few days. I promise I’ll sort out the bills,”

“I’ll pay for it,” I heard the man say and I turned to him in surprise.

“You will? Why? You don’t have to, I’ll Handle it myself. But thank you for the offer,” 

“I insist! There’s no way I’m going to let you be moved to some junk room,”

Even after severally telling him not to pay, this man still refused and went ahead to pay all my bills. I found out his name is Bill Knighton.

“Thank you so much, Bill,” I said to him and he nodded. 

Just then, a nurse rushed to meet me.

“Quick! You must come with me! The midwife has something important to tell you before she dies! It’s about your baby!