All Chapters of FLOWERS OR DOLLARS : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

42****Natalie's POV****The V.I.P ward of the The Oaks Medical Center was greatly sparse, neatly arranged and painted in white. While I walked to Maurice's bed, I found out that four other patients were present in the room. With two patients, placed on an oxygen machine and another on the farthest end who convulsed rigorously causing the people around her to panic and call for the doctor. Two nurses clad in blue scrubs came in first, a female and a male. The male made to check the equipment connected to the female patient, before the doctor arrived to find out what was amiss. I diverted my attention, glancing at the reason I had walked into the room in the first place. Maurice laid still without his glasses on. I could see the trace of his frame line at the side of his eyes. I fondled his hair tenderly, recollecting my time as a patient in the hospital. I took his hands in mine patting them warmly, still staring intently at his shut eyes. An hour later, Maurice's mother, Louisa Br

44****Natalie's POV****On my way to the hospital, I had decided to get beverages for Maurice, alongside a bouquet of flowers as Maurice had always done. Inhaling the flowers when I got close to the VIP ward of the hospital, I was reminded of Maurice's predicament and current state of health. The sweet scent of the peonies were not enough to assuage the guilt I felt or my pity towards Maurice. I had said a short prayer with Mrs. MayFair, the favor I requested from her, and I strongly believed that even before I got to the hospital Maurice would regain his consciousness atleast. Main reason I had bought the beverages. My pace began to diminish and my smile faded when I discovered Jane was still very much around, sitting very close to Louisa. Her arms tucked in hers. It seemed like they had a very good relationship earlier on and she had been having a heart to heart conversation with her. My eyes scrolled through the hospital cabinet that was already loaded with fruit drinks, water

46****Natalie's POV****I clinged tightly to my Italian bag, sitting clumsily at the passenger's area of the taxi I had booked, while my boobs bounced in motion with the car as the driver galloped through the road leading to the hospital. I had booked the taxi because I didn't think I was fit enough to ride to the hospital. Yes! I was still greatly devastated about the news of Kevin being the robber who had deflowered me that night. Looking blankly at Maurice's cell phone I held in my hands, I reminisced on how deeply my father was affected. So much that I had to pacify him. “Who would have thought Mr. Fiddell's son was the culprit all this while?" He had asked sadly. My father went on with his job, and I believed that Kevin's case might mar the relationship between him and Mr. Fidell. Mrs. MayFair frequented visiting my room, and offered uncountable long embraces to me for going through a lot of ill happenings at the same time. For two days, I had remained in my room refusing to

48****Kevin's POV****A month and a week later, I was still in the custody of the SWAT team. I had been moved to a detention area, not too far from the previous office I was arrested. Three weeks ago, I was granted a bail hearing, a pre trial, after Elle's manipulative confession of sexual assault and domestic abuse. I didn't succeed as expected. The points my attorney gave weren't enough to swoon the judge. Elle gave solid evidences of her face pictures and some part of her body which looked reddened than the others. It infuriated the law body, and I was properly warned to desist from commiting more offenses like bribery, or else I would be made to face worse punishment.I had buried my head in shame and walked staggeringly behind the SWAT team who took me back to the detention area I was placed. As the patrol car moved, I watched my mother from the prisoner's compartment. Her father and my grandfather, Dr. Lewis Arnold, stood beside her. I watched her quake in tears while my gran

50****Kevin's POV****Through out the night before, I never shut my eyes to sleep. I tossed about my small bed a countless number of times. That night, it dawned on me that I have been reduced to nothing and I wondered how life would turn out to be, if I could make it out of the prison's environs. I couldn't wait to be free, but I haven't even started my years of being bound to the halls of prison. Morning came too late than expected and when it eventually did, I had mixed feelings. The clanging sound of the locks to the protector doors increased my fears. I and Green's brother were to be trialed that day, since we were arrested the same day I guess.The weather looked very dull that morning, rhyming with my countenance. It seemed like the earth contributed it's own sympathy towards me. The gallant footsteps of the officer stopped my thoughts from wandering. He walked to where Green's brother laid and shoved his boots harshly on his legs. “It's 10.am, wake up sleepy head!" He thun