MAY
Okay, I was disappointed. I wasn't going to have what I wanted. However, she looked cool. She was dressed in black suit like the usual bodyguard. I wasn't going to have that anyway. Plain clothes all the way. “My name is Abby Vaughn and it's nice to meet you, ma'am,” She introduced herself. “I will be serving as your personal bodyguard from this moment and I promise to do my best.” I shouldn't allow this. There must be a way to have her fired and get a male bodyguard instead. “Well, you look good and all but I don't think you're qualified enough for this,” I muttered. I hoped my uncertainty wasn't showing. It seemed it was. “I am qualified for the job, ma'am,” Abby replied calmly. “Call me Miss. Madam makes me feel old,” I replied. “Yes, Miss,” Abby replied naturally. She hadn't showed any notable emotion since she came here. Having her calm and reserved wouldn't help me. “I need someone that looks tough and intimidating! Someone that can fight. Some really skilled…” I said calmly. “Are you judging me by my physique… or is it my gender?” Abby had seen through me. She smiled for the first time and continued. “I am an ex-soldier and I served for four years in the British Army. I was in the Intelligence department and I was honorably discharged as a Captain. That's not all. I worked as a private security consultant for the next six years and in all my missions, I have not recorded a single failure. I believe my curriculum vitae was sent to you.” “It wasn't,” I muttered. Was Abby intimidating me? “My last job was protecting a tech billionaire’s daughter in Monaco. Before that, I managed a dual-layer security during her attempted abduction in Milan,” Abby had more to say. “I am skilled in boxing, judo, hand-to-hand combat…” “That's enough!” I raised my head. I surrendered. “You are skilled enough indeed, Abby. I agree!” “I appreciate your acknowledgement, Miss,” Abby smiled. I smiled back at her and shook her hand. Mama excused herself and left us to chat even though there was nothing much to talk about. “I will need to go over your schedule, Miss. May I have the contact information of your secretary?” Abby asked. “I don't have a secretary,” I replied. “Keeping me safe won't be hard. I don't go to a lot of meetings or gatherings. For today, I will go to one place only. Meet with Ken, my driver. I explained things to him already.” ** Two escorts. Ken and Abby were in the front seats. I was at the back seat with my iPad. I was checking the stock market and the shares of Greenfield hospital had dropped lately. I wondered what Sherlyn was doing about it. I was sure Emma wanted to have Conan in my place. If that was so, they should naturally speed things up and help the hospital before it fell apart. Such worries gave me a headache. “Are you okay, Miss?” Abby asked. She must have seen me massaging my temple. “I'm fine,” I replied then turned towards Ken. “How much longer?” “Five minutes will do,” Ken replied and sped up. The road was free so Ken could go a little above his usual limit. I rested in the armchair and braced myself to see Sherlyn. The last time I saw her, I won the argument. I must win today as well. “We are here!” Ken announced. As the gate opened, Ken drove inside. Abby passed a pen to me. “That's a smart pen,” Abby told me. “I won't be able to follow you inside for the sake of your privacy but if you think you might be in danger, press that pen and I will be there immediately.” I accepted the pen then looked at her, “I won't get hurt today. If I do, none of them will survive too. They know it and it's their biggest weakness. They can't let go of their lives to kill me.” “Still, take the pen with you!” Abby insisted. “Certainly,” I nodded. Ken parked properly and I hopped out of the car. Abby escorted me to the visitor's sitting room and from there, I went by myself to the living room where Sherlyn was seated. “You are busy these days,” Sherlyn said upon seeing me. “Yesterday was your wedding and you are here today. You are so hardworking! Take it easy on yourself, will you?” It was a sarcastic statement meant to mock me. However, I didn't mind. She never said what I didn't expect. “You seem to be idle these days,” I retaliated. “You are the current CEO of the hospital but you are mostly at home. Are you really managing the hospital by watching series day and night while applying skin care products every two hours.” “What do you want?” Sherlyn asked. She didn't want to dwell on my remarks. “I have to see my dad,” I went straight to the point. “You have banned me from meeting my biological father and that's actually wild. It's a shame I can do nothing!” Sherlyn began to laugh. “That's power!” Sherlyn told me. “You have gotten more mature actually. Does pregnancy help women with maturing? I should research this.” “What if it does? Do you intend to get pregnant?” I asked her. Her expression changed right away. “What… what do you mean?” Sherlyn asked, her voice mildly shaking. “Oh, dad isn't in a position to get you pregnant…” I muttered then I caught her expression. “Don't tell me… there is another guy!” “What do you mean?” Sherlyn got defensive all of a sudden. “I have been loyal to your dad. Heaven and Earth knows this as a fact!” “Right,” I muttered. “I'm sure you will lose his properties if you're actually cheating on him. There was that clause in his will, you know…” “Of course,” Sherlyn supported me. She looked nervous and that told me what words didn't. I stood up now and she did as well. “I will see you later,” I smiled. Sherlyn nodded. I didn't get the permit to access my father but I got something else. I was sure of it. Sherlyn was cheating on dad.May's POV There was something about Susan that I couldn't figure out. She didn't give me those deep, playful expressions of hers and it bothered me. However, I concluded that meeting with my stepmother would have caused it. She must have been so nervous. Mama came into the room, wearing a smile as usual. "The meal is ready, Miss. Shall I escort you?" Mama offered. "Don't worry, Mama," I replied. "I will take my friend by myself. You should go and rest for now." Mama turned towards Susan,"You are the best friend of the lady of the mansion. Please make sure to feel at home and enjoy your stay here." "It will be a short one, ma'am," Susan replied. "I will leave after lunch." "Why?" I touched Susan's shoulder lightly. "If you are here, just stay with me till evening. I will get the driver to take you home." "I'm sorry," Susan managed to smile. "I have some papers I need to finish working on. They are research papers and they need to be submitted soon." I nodded in accepta
Susan's POV I stared at Sherlyn. She had a smile on her face and it felt as if I was giving her exactly what she wanted. I had to stop being uneasy. If I continued like this, it would be the same as giving her hints about what I really wanted. "May is a good friend..." I began to say. "She won't treat me as a slave of hers. In fact, she treats no one like they are slaves. You shouldn't use that line." "I know you have big dreams," Sherlyn told me calmly. "You studied medicine and surgery for many years in the university. You started at our hospital as a resident for four years and now, you are a fellow. Next year, you are supposed to clinch the professor's position and be an official staff member. Life would get really rosy when that happens." "What about that?" I asked feigning ignorance. "I am sure you won't give up your dreams just to become a doctor nobody knows at your friend's house," Sherlyn continued. "May is known for being Nicholas's wife but do you think she will be sa
Sherlyn The hospital's chief executive officer was right in front of me. His name was Roberts and he has been in the position since the time of my husband. I was seated while he stood. He was a tall man with a beastly aura. "I deserve an explanation for what happened yesterday, don't I?" I asked him calmly. "I am sorry, ma'am," He replied. "Stop it!" I shouted angrily. "I need an explanation rather than an insincere apology. How on earth could the VIP room be accessed forcefully. Is that the kind of system we are building? Where is the hospital's pride as the best hospital in the country?" He said nothing. He must have thought this was his best option. However, it made me angrier. "Do you know why I didn't fire you even though you were fiercely loyal to my husband?" I asked him carefully. "I'm not sure..." He muttered. "However, I think it might be because I am good at my job." "Exactly," I replied with a smirk on my face. "I fired almost every executive that was loyal to Marc
MAY What was that incident? Was it related to Nicholas's nightmare? I turned towards Mama, searching for answers. However, she looked away. I touched her shoulder lightly and looked into her eyes. "I need to know the problem if I am going to help Nicholas," I told her carefully. "He slept well last night in my arms. However, that would work only when I'm there. If you want him to sleep peacefully, tell me the reason. I will help him." "I have no doubt you can help him," Mama muttered. "It's an old matter and only a few people know it. It happened when he was ten years old and he has been traumatized by it since then. He had to see a psychiatrist for a while but he continued to have nightmares every night. I get worried about him every now and then due to that reason." "What happened?" I asked curiously. "It was an accident!" Mama replied. "He went driving with his parents and they got into an accident. Only Nicholas survived and he blames himself for what happened. He thinks
MAY I knew exactly when he entered the room. I could tell he was being delicate so he wouldn't rouse me so I simply played along. I acted as if I was asleep. He went to shower and after, he literally crawled into bed with me. When it seemed as if he was asleep, I turned to look at him. He was particularly handsome when he was asleep. I turned to sleep only to hear him jump out of bed in a few minutes. I turned out of concern and by the time I did, he was sitting at a corner in the bed. It had only been fifteen minutes when he slept off. How could nightmares come already? "Do you have nightmares every night?" I asked as I touched his shoulder. He turned back to look at me and took a deep breath. "Go to bed," He told me. He stood up and walked to the door. I sat up quickly. "Where are you going?" I asked him. "I want to grab a bottle of water. Go to bed, May," He told me. "I have water here," I pointed at the table. "Drink that and join me in bed." Nicholas sighed. "Just go to b
NICHOLAS It was eerie and that was the exact impression I wanted to leave in Charles's heart. I could see him shaking out of fear. He was right to do that. "Please don't kill me..." He muttered with his voice quivering. "I won't tell anyone about this. I won't report to the police that you kidnapped me. I beg you. I will do whatever you want me to." "Is that so?" I laughed. "You have seen many movies, it seems. I haven't seen as many as you would have so I will ask you this. What happens to the victim when he sees his kidnapper's face?" "I promise I will tell nobody. Just spare my life!" He begged. I smiled and stood up from my chair. I walked behind him and slowly touched his shoulders. He was tied so he couldn't move but I could tell that he was out of breath. "I am not a kidnapper for ransom as you already know," I began. "You have the guts to whisper terrifying things into the ears of my wife and that's why you are here.""Te... Terrifying things?" He stammered. "You see, Ch