Daniel's POVThe drive back to my mansion felt longer than usual. My head was a mess as I kept thinking about Camilla's cold and distant voice, which was a result of my previous actions.I went back to Camilla's office to apologize to her, but I learned that she had taken the day off.I couldn't stop blaming myself because I wondered if I was the reason why she left for the day. And it was because I couldn't contain the joy, sadness, and confusion I felt at the same time.The joy of seeing my wife after nine years, the sadness of not being accepted, the confusion about a child I did not know I had, and the pain of being rejected. I know I am paying for what I did in the past, but admitting it hurts.As I pulled up at the gate of my house, I could hear loud noises of people in a heated argument filling the atmosphere.I didn't even need anyone to tell me before knowing it was Nancy. “I said open the damn gate, Martin!” she shouted, trying to push past the gateman. “What the hell is wr
Daniel's POV“Give me whiskey!” I asked the barman as I sat beside Damien at the bar.“Is it okay for you to drink with your health?” Damien asks out of concern, his gaze boring into me like he's studying a child.I shook my head at his words as I recalled that I couldn't consume much because of my heart. “I really need to drink to relieve my sorrows tonight. I will just have a glass or two to cool my head.” What an irony; I have a heart condition and a broken heart and a cardiologist wife, who has refused to treat me. I thought to myself. “What's going on, you look older compared to the last time we saw each other. It was just a week ago and you look like my older brother. I don't want my best man to look older on my wedding day.” he teased.I smiled, though it didn’t reach my ears. “How is the preparation coming through? I’m sorry I didn't check in.” I apologized, pouting my mouth and making it look like I was really sorry.“Things are gradually settling. Sophia's parents have agr
Camilla's POVI could barely sleep well throughout the night because all I could think of was my encounter with Daniel and how I would find my birth parents.It felt like I had returned to my vomit, to the same place that caused me years of pain and I have made up my mind not to let my son experience the pain of not having parents just like me.I had woken up very early, prepared Jason’s food by myself, freshened up, and also got Jason ready for his new school. Justin had done the research and found a school that was not too far from my office, but far away from Daniel’s company. I want Jason to start early because I don't want him to feel lonely at home or wander around at my company and run into Daniel again, and I also want him to mix up with other children and have good friends. I wanted Justin to be with me because he was the only one I could trust at the moment. He can also come around to take Jason whenever I'm not around to. “Is this my new school, Mommy?” Jason asks exc
Daniel's POVI returned back to my VIP room, holding onto Camilla’s words like a lifeline. She had promised to come, and if there was one thing I still know very well about her, it was that she always kept to her word no matter what. After my conversation with Damien at the bar the night before, I had made the decision to bring myself down from my high horse to win Camilla and Jason back to me. And I thought getting her to treat me would be the best. Interacting with her during the consultation and treatment will be a great start for us; it will give me a chance to break the ice she had built around herself and remind her of what she once had for me.It's been over thirty minutes since I left Camilla's office and she hasn't come. Each second stretches longer than the last one as I expect her. Then finally, the door to my suite opened. I straightened myself, anticipation coursing through my veins, but it turned into disappointment immediately as all I could see was Frank, whose fig
Camilla's POVI had just returned to my office after my round of consultations when I saw that Jason's class teacher had called thrice.My heart skipped a beat.What is going on? Why is she calling me?I had just registered Jason in the new school today, so what could be wrong?Did I forget to pack his lunch? Was he sick? Did someone bully him? Different questions filled my head as I struggled to dial her number back; my hands trembled with worry. I had ensured he wouldn't have any problem in the school before registering him there and had specifically told his teacher to call me anytime if anything happened. The phone barely rang twice before his teacher, Ms. Adams answered her phone, her voice laced with urgency.“Hello, Ms. Wesley?” “Yes, this is Jason's mother. What happened? Is Jason okay?” my heart raced as my grip on my phone became tighter, and my heart pounded like a war drum. “There was a little accident in school,” she explained quickly. “Jason fell down while playing
Camilla's POVSeeing my ex-mother-in-law together with my son and witnessing my son enjoying their conversation made me angry. How can he become so free with her even after meeting her for the first time? How can they easily connect as if they've known each other for years? Ms. Adams didn't explain that someone was there with Jason when I called, so I was puzzled. And I wonder what my manipulative mother-in-law told Jason to make him smile like that when I entered. And seeing Daniel and his mother desperately try so hard to sneak back into my life and my son's was too hard to bear. They lost their right over my life when they sent me packing. And seeing them act this way makes me think of a way to make them pay dearly for everything they did to me.After leaving the school's hall with Jason, I knew I couldn't just let this go.Mrs. Morrison had no right to be anywhere near my son, much less speak to him in my absence. My blood was still boiling at the thought of her whispering in
Daniel's POV I entered Jason's school and saw my mother standing at the entrance, looking at a Brown color Rolls Royce parked in the compound without shifting her gaze. I immediately sensed that it was probably Camilla she was looking at. I peeped at the car and it was indeed Camilla. I saw when she left the hospital the previous day, so I knew it was her car. I took the initiative and quickly parked my car in front of hers, just to prevent her from escaping me.It's better to settle the case whenever we fight so it won't lead to grudges.I knew full well that my mother had been expecting me to give her a grandchild for years, but seeing a child who looks like me and claiming the child as her grandson because he resembles me is what I never imagined she could do. I didn't know she was as desperate as that. As soon as she ended the call earlier, I sensed that she was probably at Jason's school, so I had to rush down here to stop her from doing something that could cause problems
Camilla's POVMy breath caught as I watched how Daniel collapsed and hit the ground. For a moment, I froze because I had lost my reasoning. This isn't happening. But the day his face twisted in pain and the way his body was shaking before he didn't move again told me it was the reality.Panic gripped me as memories of the past flashed through me.I had once lost a patient due to carelessness during my housemanship, and I still think about it everyday. The thought made me dread that Daniel could die also due to my negligence. I had totally forgotten that he was a patient I had just admitted to the hospital, and I continued to argue with him and stress his already weak heart. It wasn't entirely my fault, though.I was so engrossed in our argument, and his stubbornness in wanting Jason and his mother's attitude had also made me forget that he wasn't feeling fine.I felt bad about letting my feelings control me and ignoring my oath to uphold and my responsibility to my patients as a do
Camilla's POVAfter three exhausting days, I finally left the Open Medical Group hospital for my home, the Wesley mansion. The weight of watching over Daniel at the hospital, with my responsibilities at the center, had drained me completely. I had taken the rest of the evening off after leaving Daniel's room earlier because I was eager to see Jason, I was dying to hold him in my arms again. I had missed his goofy antics and terrible jokes more than I cared to admit. The house was filled with activities as I entered. The air was filled with the aroma of freshly prepared food, which blended with the gentle sound of the maids talking and moving around. The house felt warm and alive, compared to the sterile silence of the hospital where I was coming from. My mother, Lady Wesley, was gracefully seated in the living room, watching the evening news. Jason was also curled up on a small couch, completely absorbed in arranging his block puzzle.I paused at the entrance, watching as my mothe
Daniel's POVA dull ache throbbed in my head, pulling me from my unconsciousness. My body felt heavy as if I had chains all over my body. My eyes opened, and I blinked at the harsh sunlight coming from the window. The smell of antiseptics filled my nose, making me turn my head slightly to the side and see that I was at the hospital.I saw a figure standing beside me and blinked to see Camilla. I stared at her, and all I could see was that her eyes were filled with emotions I couldn't quite place, but she looked worried and concerned. I felt my heart tighten to it. “Daniel!” she called softly, leaning towards me. “Can you recognize me?.” her voice was calm and I nodded my head slightly in response. I tried lifting my hand, but my body refused to cooperate. She noticed my struggle and quickly raised her hand to stop me. “Don't push yourself,” she whispered. “How are you feeling?” she asked, her gaze searching mine. I blinked continously, still trying to piece together what was h
Camilla's POVMy breath caught as I watched how Daniel collapsed and hit the ground. For a moment, I froze because I had lost my reasoning. This isn't happening. But the day his face twisted in pain and the way his body was shaking before he didn't move again told me it was the reality.Panic gripped me as memories of the past flashed through me.I had once lost a patient due to carelessness during my housemanship, and I still think about it everyday. The thought made me dread that Daniel could die also due to my negligence. I had totally forgotten that he was a patient I had just admitted to the hospital, and I continued to argue with him and stress his already weak heart. It wasn't entirely my fault, though.I was so engrossed in our argument, and his stubbornness in wanting Jason and his mother's attitude had also made me forget that he wasn't feeling fine.I felt bad about letting my feelings control me and ignoring my oath to uphold and my responsibility to my patients as a do
Daniel's POV I entered Jason's school and saw my mother standing at the entrance, looking at a Brown color Rolls Royce parked in the compound without shifting her gaze. I immediately sensed that it was probably Camilla she was looking at. I peeped at the car and it was indeed Camilla. I saw when she left the hospital the previous day, so I knew it was her car. I took the initiative and quickly parked my car in front of hers, just to prevent her from escaping me.It's better to settle the case whenever we fight so it won't lead to grudges.I knew full well that my mother had been expecting me to give her a grandchild for years, but seeing a child who looks like me and claiming the child as her grandson because he resembles me is what I never imagined she could do. I didn't know she was as desperate as that. As soon as she ended the call earlier, I sensed that she was probably at Jason's school, so I had to rush down here to stop her from doing something that could cause problems
Camilla's POVSeeing my ex-mother-in-law together with my son and witnessing my son enjoying their conversation made me angry. How can he become so free with her even after meeting her for the first time? How can they easily connect as if they've known each other for years? Ms. Adams didn't explain that someone was there with Jason when I called, so I was puzzled. And I wonder what my manipulative mother-in-law told Jason to make him smile like that when I entered. And seeing Daniel and his mother desperately try so hard to sneak back into my life and my son's was too hard to bear. They lost their right over my life when they sent me packing. And seeing them act this way makes me think of a way to make them pay dearly for everything they did to me.After leaving the school's hall with Jason, I knew I couldn't just let this go.Mrs. Morrison had no right to be anywhere near my son, much less speak to him in my absence. My blood was still boiling at the thought of her whispering in
Camilla's POVI had just returned to my office after my round of consultations when I saw that Jason's class teacher had called thrice.My heart skipped a beat.What is going on? Why is she calling me?I had just registered Jason in the new school today, so what could be wrong?Did I forget to pack his lunch? Was he sick? Did someone bully him? Different questions filled my head as I struggled to dial her number back; my hands trembled with worry. I had ensured he wouldn't have any problem in the school before registering him there and had specifically told his teacher to call me anytime if anything happened. The phone barely rang twice before his teacher, Ms. Adams answered her phone, her voice laced with urgency.“Hello, Ms. Wesley?” “Yes, this is Jason's mother. What happened? Is Jason okay?” my heart raced as my grip on my phone became tighter, and my heart pounded like a war drum. “There was a little accident in school,” she explained quickly. “Jason fell down while playing
Daniel's POVI returned back to my VIP room, holding onto Camilla’s words like a lifeline. She had promised to come, and if there was one thing I still know very well about her, it was that she always kept to her word no matter what. After my conversation with Damien at the bar the night before, I had made the decision to bring myself down from my high horse to win Camilla and Jason back to me. And I thought getting her to treat me would be the best. Interacting with her during the consultation and treatment will be a great start for us; it will give me a chance to break the ice she had built around herself and remind her of what she once had for me.It's been over thirty minutes since I left Camilla's office and she hasn't come. Each second stretches longer than the last one as I expect her. Then finally, the door to my suite opened. I straightened myself, anticipation coursing through my veins, but it turned into disappointment immediately as all I could see was Frank, whose fig
Camilla's POVI could barely sleep well throughout the night because all I could think of was my encounter with Daniel and how I would find my birth parents.It felt like I had returned to my vomit, to the same place that caused me years of pain and I have made up my mind not to let my son experience the pain of not having parents just like me.I had woken up very early, prepared Jason’s food by myself, freshened up, and also got Jason ready for his new school. Justin had done the research and found a school that was not too far from my office, but far away from Daniel’s company. I want Jason to start early because I don't want him to feel lonely at home or wander around at my company and run into Daniel again, and I also want him to mix up with other children and have good friends. I wanted Justin to be with me because he was the only one I could trust at the moment. He can also come around to take Jason whenever I'm not around to. “Is this my new school, Mommy?” Jason asks exc
Daniel's POV“Give me whiskey!” I asked the barman as I sat beside Damien at the bar.“Is it okay for you to drink with your health?” Damien asks out of concern, his gaze boring into me like he's studying a child.I shook my head at his words as I recalled that I couldn't consume much because of my heart. “I really need to drink to relieve my sorrows tonight. I will just have a glass or two to cool my head.” What an irony; I have a heart condition and a broken heart and a cardiologist wife, who has refused to treat me. I thought to myself. “What's going on, you look older compared to the last time we saw each other. It was just a week ago and you look like my older brother. I don't want my best man to look older on my wedding day.” he teased.I smiled, though it didn’t reach my ears. “How is the preparation coming through? I’m sorry I didn't check in.” I apologized, pouting my mouth and making it look like I was really sorry.“Things are gradually settling. Sophia's parents have agr