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Chapter Sixty

Author: Deborah A. Olaleye
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-24 15:52:47

Hermione

"Your mother has a valid justification for her actions..."

I mutter under my breath, interrupting Dad's attempt to rationalize Mom's decisions.

Mom's countenance darkens, her displeasure palpable as she sits upright in her chair.

"She demoted me because I refused to participate in a surgery that would likely sully my professional reputation!" I exclaim, brandishing the letter with agitation.

The two sit on separate chairs in the living room, while I stand in the midst, passionately arguing my case.

"Calm down, Hermione, dear—"

Both Mom and I interrupt Dad in unison.

"Not now," I tell Dad, concurrent with Mom's stern interjection, "That's enough, Jackson."

Mom crosses her arms over her chest, her posture exuding an air of authority.

My voice had risen to a high pitch as I apprised Dad of the purpose behind my visit. Mom had remained seated, her facial expression a mask of detachment.

"I would have terminated your employment forthwith if you were a regular employee,"
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  • Beneath The Facade    Chapter Sixty One

    Aiden I stand amidst the vacant space, having scoured every nook and cranny of the house in search of clues, albeit to no avail. My investigation began in my grandparents' room, where I had seen Mom shedding tears in my dream, but my efforts yielded nothing. I traversed every part of the house, methodically searching for any hint of what I sought. Eventually, I conceded to myself that my quest was futile. The traces I was searching for likely were eradicated during the period the other family resided here. While I restored most of the house's appearance to its original state to the best of my recollection, I couldn't have captured every detail. I relinquish my search, feeling disheartened, and head out to my car. Mrs. Alan peeks through her window, parting her drapes aside, as I unlock my car door. I offer a courteous nod in farewell before entering my vehicle and driving off. Perhaps I'm attributing undue significance to my dream; it may not have held any relevance to reality.

  • Beneath The Facade    Chapter Sixty

    Hermione"Your mother has a valid justification for her actions..." I mutter under my breath, interrupting Dad's attempt to rationalize Mom's decisions. Mom's countenance darkens, her displeasure palpable as she sits upright in her chair. "She demoted me because I refused to participate in a surgery that would likely sully my professional reputation!" I exclaim, brandishing the letter with agitation. The two sit on separate chairs in the living room, while I stand in the midst, passionately arguing my case. "Calm down, Hermione, dear—" Both Mom and I interrupt Dad in unison. "Not now," I tell Dad, concurrent with Mom's stern interjection, "That's enough, Jackson." Mom crosses her arms over her chest, her posture exuding an air of authority. My voice had risen to a high pitch as I apprised Dad of the purpose behind my visit. Mom had remained seated, her facial expression a mask of detachment. "I would have terminated your employment forthwith if you were a regular employee,"

  • Beneath The Facade    Chapter Fifty Nine

    Aiden I pull my car to a halt by the fence of my childhood home, enveloped in a thick sense of nostalgia. I step down from the car, taking in the familiar burnt reddish bricks and the overhead barbed wires that often snagged my balls when I played in the compound against Grandpa's warnings. Memories of my mischievous childhood bring a subtle smile to the corner of my mouth as I close the car door and approach the small black walk-gate at the front of the sprawling fence.Maintaining this house has been a challenge due to the taxes it incurs. I bought it back once I came of age and my earnings were sufficient to cover the costs. My monthly allowance as a Mendes' son came with its own perks, being generous enough to allow me to live a carefree lifestyle while still managing my responsibilities. I was twenty when I purchased the house. Unbeknownst to me, Mom had taken a loan from the bank to help us through tough times. During my teenage years, I was oblivious to the battles she fou

  • Beneath The Facade    Chapter Fifty Eight

    Hermione Aiden's anguished murmurs in his sleep jolt me awake. His body convulses over the bed, as if he's fighting off some unseen torment. I propel myself up with my elbow, gently tapping him to wake up. "Aiden... Aiden." He continues to thrash about, his body shaking uncontrollably. Tears stain his eyelids, and a hoarse cry escapes his throat. I strain to discern what he's saying, but his words are inaudible; whatever he's dreaming of seems to be having a profound impact on him. He's twitching and crying, and I'm growing increasingly alarmed as my attempts to wake him up prove futile. "Aiden, wake up," I say, my voice taking on a frantic edge as I hit his arm harder. I grasp his face and tap him repeatedly. It takes a while before he ceases convulsing and his breathing evens out. I pause, fearing the worst. I've heard rumors of cases where a patient becomes trapped in their subconscious mind as a coping mechanism against a traumatic past experience. "Aiden," I call out te

  • Beneath The Facade    Chapter Fifty Seven

    Aiden My eyes twitch in surprise. Did I hear Hermione wrong? "What?" I blurt out, blinking away the shock. Hermione scoffs, looking away from me. She braces one hand on her hip, running her fingers through her hair in a gesture of frustration. "What do you mean by she wants you to commit murder?" I demand, seeking clarity on the situation. She can't be serious. Ezra wouldn't be that unreasonable to demand such action from her daughter.Hermione sniffles, brushing her finger beneath the bridge of her nose. "She gave me a patient file yesterday. The patient has a rare genetic disorder that has necessitated a series of surgical treatments and therapy over the years. Based on her medical history and current age, I've surmised that her body might not survive another surgical procedure.""What exactly is her condition?" I ask. She shakes her head. "I'm not at liberty to discuss the details, but Mom and I are both aware of the high risks associated with this surgery. The patient would

  • Beneath The Facade    Chapter Fifty Six

    Hermione I drive to work after enjoying breakfast at an early morning diner, feeling grateful for Aiden's thoughtfulness. He takes his husbandly role seriously, ensuring I'm well-fed and cared for, often going above and beyond with his gentlemanly gestures. Opening my car door for me and lavishing me with attention, care, and love, he's inhabited a larger part of my heart. I'm deeply in love with him, and his thoughtfulness and playfulness make me smile. The thought of him brightens my day, and I smile throughout the ride to work and the elevator ride to my office.I head to my office, nodding at greetings from the staff I pass. My high spirits linger after the moment I shared with Aiden before we parted ways. However, my smile fades when I encounter Professor Patel at the entrance to my office. I'd forgotten about our unresolved issues in the hospital. "Good morning, Professor Patel," I say, my tone lacking warmth.Professor Patel greets me with a smile. "Professor Pierce, or rat

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