Sarah’s earth shattering scream as she fell, drew the entire crowd to the patio.
Thanks to her billowing skirt with flowing fabric, Sarah’s fall to the ground two floors below and imminent death were prevented with her skirt being stuck in a window sill below, which left her hanging. She was immediately rescued by a super swift navy team joined in by her agile brother Henry and rushed to the hospital as she was nonetheless injured and unconscious.
“She slipped. Sarah is not accustomed to wearing high heels. I was not near enough to get hold of her before she fell”, Jessica rattled out many excuses nervously. Navy officials quickly apprehended her. “The police will look into the CCTV footage and decide whether you are guilty or nor Miss”, Admiral Collins thundered. He glared at Robert murderously as two women invited in by him to the Annual ball had caused major embarrassments in what was supposed to be a prestigious event. Unable to avoid answering questions this time, Robert had to accompany the police to be questioned as well.
Meanwhile Sarah was rushed to the best super multispecialty hospital of the town Pride HealthCare, owned by Henry’s friend and hugely celebrated doctor, Dr Samuel Martinez. The entire Hill family reached the hospital with family head Theodore Hill himself tirelessly pacing up and down the corridor and tiring the doctors and nurses out with his relentless questioning. Henry had rung up Dr Samuel and ensured that he himself led the expert team of doctors attending Sarah.
Finally after Sarah’s injuries were attended to, required medical tests conducted and her fractured arm was put in cast, Dr Samuel announced that Sarah had regained consciousness and was ready to meet the family. However, she would require another day of hospitalization as a few more tests were to be conducted.
“However, I have a joyous news to share. Sarah is pregnant”, he beamed, expecting the family to break into raptures.
However instead of the ecstatic response he saw the Hill family looking at each other with shocked faces. “What?”, Sarah herself exclaimed, “ There must be some mistake Dr Sam. I have PCOS. I am infertile and incapable of becoming pregnant”, she said.
Sarah knew Dr Samuel Martinez as Henry’s close friend who was a frequent visitor to her home in their growing up years. They had however lost contact when Samuel went abroad to study medicine and Sarah moved to a college far from her home to pursue a degree in Communications and Creative Writing.
“There is no mistake. I have myself rechecked thrice as I too had doubts initially. All the tests were conducted in my presence”, he confirmed. Sensing embarrassment and unusual response, he requested the male family members to leave the room for a few minutes. Only Nancy and two nurses remained inside apart from Dr Samuel.
“When did you last have your periods?”, he asked, smiling and adding that since they were childhood friends, Sarah was free to call him Sam.
Sarah put her head down in embarrassment before answering that her last period was two months ago, but since she has PCOS and generally does not have more than eight periods in a year, she did not find anything amiss.
“Yes it is difficult for a person with PCOS to conceive but it is not impossible”, Dr Sam smiled, before asking her to tell him frankly why she is not excited as this was a precious baby.
Sarah told him about her divorce and also about Robert cheating with her friend Jessica. “I don’t think I can carry on with this pregnancy Dr Sam”, she mumbled, tears flowing from her eyes as though floodgates had opened.
All through her married life she had been subjected to jibes about being infertile, half-man and a curse to womankind. Over the years, she had resigned to believe that she would never have a child of her own, even though she would have climbed mountains had someone assured her otherwise. But now after her divorce, would it be prudent to give birth and bring up the child alone? Surely Robert would stake his claim and take away the child if she was to go ahead. What kind of trick was fate playing on her?, Sarah turned to look heavenward in a bid to ask the Almighty.
“You should not even think of aborting Sarah. This is a precious pregnancy, a miracle. As you said and know very well yourself, the chances of you becoming pregnant with PCOS are slim, so you may never become pregnant again if you abort, so I will advice you against any such decision”, Dr Sam said.
“I and your bother Edward will adopt your child and no one will be able to take him or her away”, Nancy announced. I am just going to call the family in.”
As the Hill family trooped in Dr Sam looked at Sarah deeply and proposed, “Will you marry me Sarah? I will happily be the father of your child and will cherish you lifelong.”
Scanning the videos on his laptop, Robert chuckled at a particular one in which Sean’s seventy something tottering uncle had got his young virgin male apprentice to get a taste of Sarah, of course after paying Robert a hefty sum and handing him the contract of making a series of seven ad commercials for his company.The poor virgin lad, got so over excited at seeing a nude woman sprawled on the bed that he had started oozing and then cumming within two minutes of entering the room!The old man had then produced a jar of cream and ordered his young apprentice to apply cream to Sarah’s entire body, massaging extra amounts to lubricate her clit and ass. The poor thin apprentice in his early twenties, shaking with excitement had ejaculated all over the bed within a few minutes of applying cream to Sarah’s plump breasts. He had licked, bitten and sucked Sarah’s hard nipples even as she had moaned in her drugged state. The poor boy just couldn’t get down to her cunt and kept soaking the bed
Scanning through the multitudes of obscene videos and scandalous photos stored on his mobile, Robert chuckled with glee, thinking of how he could now just sit back and command millions of dollars to float into his banks and pockets.As his wife, Sarah had served him exceedingly well and he felt a twinge of guilt somewhere down his gut for returning her smothering love with blackmail, but she had left him with no choice by refusing to return to him, he reasoned.No, no, Robert told himself, he should not become weak. Sarah had cheated him by hiding her true identity as a Hill heiress, as a famous million dollar writer, and had even never dressed up and turned out as glamorous as she looked now, in her two years as his wife.This was payback time for letting the ugly, obese woman tag along with him for two whole years, and he couldn’t just afford to become weak or emotional about her at this point, Robert told himself.Slowly whipping up his rage by adding the many wrongs Sarah purporte
“Save us Robert. Lets all beg forgiveness from Sarah”, Keith and Peter Torres burst into Robert’s hotel room, even as a nubile Thai girl scampered to pick the remnants of her clothes and cursing in a language none could understand.“Beast”, she finally spat before counting her money and leaving the room.The bruises on her face made the elderly Keith Torres gasp, but he kept quiet as he had more pressing personal problem to settle.“Lets flee the country by road before its too late. The Thai police are hot on our trail. They are indicting dad also for collaborating and supporting. Maybe by now they have issued a look out warrant for us at the airports”, Peter Torres panted.“The arrest warrant is for you both, not for me. I see no reason to be collaborating, or even be seen with you both. So please go, before I throw both of you out for forceful intrusion into my room”, Robert said smugly.“You fool, Theodore Hill is here. And he has dug out the whole conspiracy. None of us will be spa
“Yes he will try to tarnish my name and reputation without a second thought. He will try to sway people and even the court with his charm, but I will fight him. I want out. By trying to blackmail me into submission, he has crossed all limits”, Sarah fumed.“Typical person with Narcissistic Personality Disorder!”, Amelia scorned, “I don’t know how you tolerated that gas lighting scumbag all these years, Sarah! Not only is he a cheat, a leach and a bastard, but his exaggerated sense of self importance is so infuriating that I want to slap him every time he opens his mouth”, Amelia burst out in anger.“Now that I’m out of that hell hole house and have mentally snapped out of the abusive marriage, I too cannot fathom how I tolerated him for so long. Maybe it’s a lack of self worth fuelled by constant criticism about my looks which made me suffer blame and abuse everyday. Many women like me who are not pretty, continue in abusive relationships thinking that they do not deserve the handsome
“Thank God Sarah you are out of your coma! Dad is coming to Thailand to check on us”, Henry breezed into Sarah’s hospital room. “Edward, Nancy and Mathew might be coming too!.”“Why are they leaving grandma out ?”, Sarah rolled her eyes, but started wheezing and coughing soon.“Go slow Sarah. Relax. You’ve just out of your coma. You need time to recuperate. But we can do that once we are back home”, Dr Sam said placing the pillows behind Sarah as the medical attendant raised the back of Sarah’s hospital bed to help her sit up a bit. “Yes Sarah honey lets go back home today itself. You’ve suffered a lot. I’ll get the best doctors to treat you back to health”, Robert said walking in.“You bastard! Who allowed you in?”, Henry raised his voice.“It seems you’ve forgotten that we are estranged. You threw me out and I signed the divorce papers”, Sarah hissed unable to say more. “Lets put all that behind us. We are not legally divorced yet”, Robert tried getting closer to Sarah, onl
All hell had broken loose at the Sinclair villa meanwhile with the parents and daughter all screaming. Daniel was the only person unaffected and chuckling at the drama that had unfolded.“Dad, I want that Stella woman crippled. Get a car to run over her legs. How dare she take away what is mine?”, Isabella screamed, tears flowing down her face, and her flowing eyeliner and smudged eyeshadow making her look like a Panda.Isabella had kicked off her high heels and was now sitting on the carpet and bawling like the spoilt brat that she was. Her fitting designer gown had further torn at the sides as she squatted, and had flapped open to show her panties full on.“Isabella, cover yourself. Your brother, father and the house servants are around. Oh my God! You are such a disgrace!”, in a rarity, mother Penelope was shouting at Isabella. “What’s the use of shouting now? What kind of a mother are you? Couldn’t you have forced Bella to change her godawful dress before the dinner? Or at least