Elena As our car moved along the road leading to the hospital, I felt my heartbeat double up. I couldnโt control how chaotic it felt against my ribcage. I guess I was just nervous about meeting my dad again after such a long time. Harold has reported his performance over the past few weeks, and I can only say things are just as they were. He didnโt get better or worse. Back at the flower shop, I saw someone who looked like one of our college colleagues. She was Darcyโs minion, who could never pass up a chance to humiliate meโnot that I cared though. Even though I felt I dodged her in time, I could only imagine she didnโt see me. I had nothing to fear in this city since I wasnโt on some wanted list. However, I only hoped she wouldnโt go and blab anything to Darcy. I was in no mood for Darcy, Ronan, or any other Simpson right now. Well, speaking of the Simpsons, I had to find a way to send a letter to Uncle Simpson. It has been a while since we last spoke, and I missed him so much
ElenaโDad, meet Ruth and Blake. They have taken very good care of me, just like you would. I brought them here to say hi, dad. They are my family now, and I hope you can open your eyes and see them. They mean the world to me, dad-just like you do.โBlake fixed a heated gaze on me, and I could feel it. My words might have shocked him, but that's still how I felt. They have supported me without asking for anything I'm return, and if they were not considered family, I couldn't tell what else to call them. David has been away for the past two months, and these two have been keeping me company. Whenever I had any weird cravings, even at odd hours, Ruth was there to take care of it. I remember one night when I craved oysters in the middle of the night, but we had none in the house. Throughout the hours that led to daybreak, I couldn't get a wink of sleep. Ruth stayed with me, not complaining a single bit. Even when I told her to go to bed, she refused and still stayed. Blake went out wi
ElenaMy heart beat violently in my chest, even though what Ruth said wasnโt anything scary. The implications of the words were rather what scared me. If I agreed to take father away, what next? โHis condition is not stable, Ruth. We cannot move him from here.โ I knew she hesitated about something, but I didnโt ask her anything. I wasnโt being particularly truthful with her, anyway. How could I tell her I feared what would happen when I take my father away and then Iโm no more? How would I explain to Uncle Simpson when I finally move my father away from here? How would father cope when he eventually woke up to my absence? At least Uncle Simpson would do anything to ensure fatherโs safety. To me, that was better than how much I missed him. I would be too selfish if I took him away. He had people who loved him here, and that was enough for me.โOkay. What do you want to do now, Elena? I would have suggested that we come here every weekend to see him, but your condition isnโt the bes
ElenaI donโt know how long I have been standing before the mirror in the ladiesโ room, but I just couldnโt stop trembling all over my body. I was with my dad for the last time, and I could never tell how things would be for me after today. I had a fleeting thought to remain in Lockwood and accompany my father till my last moments, but I knew it was impossible. The peace I needed till I delivered my child would be distorted, and I would have to deal with Ronan and the schemng Darcy for the rest of my days. I just couldnโt take that. It was too much a blow for me to bear. I remained standing in front of the mirror, the tap running for as long as I could remember. My gaze was fixed on nothing specifically, and it was shocking to note that my mind just went blank after all the panic.Wehn I got here, I was a whole mess, wndering why my life was so difficult. I got slapped with one problem after the other, yet I didnโt even have enough time to face my troubles. I cried my eyes out till
Ronan โWhat did you say? You saw Elena at where?โ I couldnโt believe my ears. Elena was just spotted at the hospital. I searched high and low for Elena. There was nowhere I didnโt look in my endeavor to find her, but she seemed to have vanished into thin air. I waited and waited, going home every night for the last three months, just to meet Elena upon her return. I couldnโt even tell what I was waiting for. Initially, I only wanted to be there when she returned, but I later found myself going back every night, just so I could sleep at her side of the bed. Whenever I wasnโt there, I was in the study, transfixed on our wedding photograph. I couldnโt tell what happened to me, but I found myself pining for Elena. I wanted to know where she was, find out what she was doing, and be sure she was okay. I finally realized that's what she wanted. Elena wanted me to be miserable. Not only that, but I was also agitated. She hoped Iโd look for her with everything within me, yet I would
ElenaโHow do you feel, Elena?โ Ruth probed in a worried tone. I could tell she was worried, but even I felt too helpless about my situation. Iโm okay, Ruth. Thank you for being here at the right time. If you had not caught meโฆโ I paused my words, allowing myself to imagine the worse. A lot of dangerous scenarios flashed past my memory, and none of the outcomes was good. โDonโt think too much, Elena. Iโm here, am I not?โ Yes. She was here. Ruth got here just in time to capture me in her warm embrace. โThank you, Ruth. Thank you so much for being there for me.โโStop it, Elena. You have been there for me. You made my bastard son and I a part of your family. Now, no one dares to piss him off anymore. For the first time in my life, people see me as a person, and itโs all because of you. I should be the one saying thank you, Elena. You really are a Godsend.โLooking at Ruth who had unshed tears in her eyes, I couldnโt push the memory out of my mind. I know she was trying so hard not to
Elena I sat in Haroldโs office, awaiting his arrival. He said he had something to share with me, and I had a feeling it had to do with my father, though he didnโt specify. When Ruth informed me about how I missed his call earlier, I quickly called him back, only for Harold to request I meet him in his office. I knew he was busy, but taking time off his busy schedule to tell me something about my dadโs condition made me so anxious. I donโt know why, but I wasnโt sure of how I would handle whatever he had to tell me. It seemed like something important.โElena, my favorite patient. How are you doing today?โ Oh, Harold. He scared the shit out of me. Well, how would he even know I was here and not here at the same time? I didnโt even feel his presence until he spoke. I guess I got lost in thought again. โYouโve got to be kidding me, Harold. How am I your favorite patient? Donโt tell me you enjoy seeing me around here.โ This is the first doctor I have seen who was glad to see a patient.
RonanI donโt know what came over my men, but they seemed to be giving me too many contrary reports. At first, they said Elena left, then they called me again to say she returned to the hospital after a few hours. After that, they claimed to have lost track of her after she entered the hospital building.Apparently, she didnโt return to visit her father, since she didnโt go to his ward. I was lost in thought, wondering why she was here, and who else she came to see. Even her fatherโs doctor said he didnโt see her. It means she didnโt go to him to find out about his condition. What else could she be doing here?Before I reached the hospital, my men called back to say Elena left the hospital with one of the doctors. When they described him to me, an image flashed in my mind, and I went to the hospitalโs site to confirm my suspicions. There he was, the young doctor whom my wife supposedly came to see. I tried to get my hands on the CCTV footage of the hospital, but I wasnโt successful.
Elena โI heard Valerie is pregnant.โ I informed Ronan in a jovial tone, allowing him to get the picture. He always said that Valerie made his children forget him whenever she was around. Now that she was coming back for good, Ronanโs mood was sure to plummet. As I was teasing my husband, I heard the cries of one of the triplets, and my heart skipped a beat. I was about to get out of bed when Ronan reminded me that I was in the room to take a nap. Aunt Delores said she would take care of them, so I left the kids with her and the nannies. I am really exhausted, but now that Iโm on the bed, I canโt sleep. Iโve tried closing my eyes several times, but it still wouldnโt work. โElena, you donโt want to sleep?โ Ronan asked in a mischievous tone. He looked like a kid whoโs favorite toy had been snatched from him. I know his worries. The kids turned three months old today, and Ronan had been living like a monk since they were born. He has been reading a lot lately, letting me know I wa
ValerieI finally made it back to Lockwood. That old fart wanted to keep me there for good. How dare he? โHello, letโs meet at Palates Haven.โ I was expecting this call as soon as the plane touched down. Weโve been in talks for the past four months, and I wouldnโt wish for a better time to have this talk than now.I found my way there without waiting at the airport for any car. I donโt wish to announce my presence here, anyway.โSorry Iโm late.โ I apologized as soon as I got to the place. I was a few minutes late, after all. โItโs fine. I havenโt been here for long.โ He responded, causing a smile to break out on my face.โDavid Spencer, you said you loved me. Please tell me why I should believe you.โ I pushed a stack of documents toward him, and when he opened it, his eyes were wide like saucers. Itโs not like I donโt return his feelings, but I needed something concrete. He had better choose his words carefully, because that is what would determine whether he lived or died today.
Elena Knowing it was Darcy, I realized I was worked up for nothing. What else did she spoil in the dark? Why didnโt I notice who she was sooner? Darcy Taylorโฆ Hmmmm! The least said about you, the better. I couldnโt even hug Jackson without my stomach getting in the way. My friend from so many years ago. Then again, Iโm happy for him. Iโm glad he made it big. โWell, to add to the good news, Iโd prep Mr Jones for a surgery in a monthโs time. If he comes out successfully, he should be on the road to recovery. He would be up and about in six months. One year, maximum.โ Jacksonโs congratulatory message didnโt even sink into my head. All I could think about were his words. โYou mean my father can walk again?โ I had to ask again to be sure. My body trembled from so much excitement that I couldnโt control it. โYeah! The doctors took good care of him. His physical fitness is top notch. They just dโt know where to look to make him better. I bet they already gave up on him at a point,
JacksonElena Jones in the flesh. She hasnโt changed a single bit. The years have really been kind to her, and she still looked as much in love with Ronan Simpson as she was a decade ago. Sheโs even carrying his child. If I had known she was the patientโs family member, I would have run here to sort things out long ago. How could I ever repay her kindness in this lifetime? โYou two know each other?โ I didnโt know if I should say yes or no to this question. Which would she prefer?โYeah, Jackson, tell my Uncle. Do we know each other?โ Elenaโs reaction is too confusing. Could it be the pregnancy hormones or what? She wasnโt supposed to get angry with me. I was the one who got hurt by her words and inactions. โI should be angry with you, Elena. Not the other way around. Why are you playing the victim? You know what, how about we let this slide, for old timeโs sake?โ I didnโt want to push this any further. Elena is one of my benefactors I could never cease to acknowledge. No matter wh
Elena The meal went by in a jolly mood, as everyone chatted lightly. I couldnโt keep out of it, as random questions were thrown to me now and then. I felt lightheaded throughout the meal, but tried to hold it in, so I wouldn't scare anyone. Halfway through, I couldnโt take it anymore. โExcuse me.โ I stood up anruptly, headed for the washroom, but before I could take up to three steps, I was consumed by darkness. I couldnโt even resist in the slightest. โElena,โ Ronanโs crazed voice sounded in my ears. I couldnโt tell why, but he started crying and begging me not to leave him. I guess Ronan carried me to the room, because I woke up in his bed. When I tried to move, my head felt so heavy, but it was still bearable. When I tried to lift my hand to my head and massage my forehead a little, I felt a weight on my hand. Looking toward the direction, I noticed Ronan holding my hand firmly. As soon as I tried to wriggle out of his hold, he also stirred awake. It was already nightfal
Ronan I was reliably informed that Elena was to make a journey to the old mansion today. As a result, I came to support her. This occasion was supposed to be a family dinner, yet, Elena wasnโt here-so was dad. I could tell those two were up to something again in Dadโs study room. The old Roman would have flared up, accusing Elena of telling tales to my father. However, I finally realized I was just living like the fool I was supposed to be. I walked toward the study, only to meet it half closed. โUncle Simpson, please, let my Dad go.โ What! Why would Elena want to remove the life support? She gave up on her father after so many years? โWhat if I say I donโt agree?โ My words were unexpected, but I had no plans of allowing her to do this. I believe Uncle Jones can be saved. โDoctor Fischer is still working on inviting that specialist he spoke about. We would double our efforts and bring him in. Can you wait till he arrives? Letโs make a decision after his diagnosis, okay?โ E
Elena Itโs been three months since the incident at the hotel. Darcy did so much to ruin me, but I ended up in the arms of Ronan Simpson, the only man I ever loved. I tried so much to fight my affection for him. I thought I already moved on from him, but I clearly didnโt. Now that he was hell bent on making me accept him again, Ronan did everything possible to atone for his sins. He was everywhere at the same time, and I even had no choice than to explain to Ruth that my husband wasnโt truly dead, but was rather someone who didnโt stand up for me when I needed him the most. To my utmost shock, Ruth became Ronanโs advocate. She was the one who made it possible for him to meet me on different occasions. Now, I couldnโt even tell if Ronan wanted to turn my house into a florist shop, because he sent a bouquet of flowers every morning. He was so consistent for the past three months that I woke up sometimes looking for his flowers. His devotion so far has moved my heart, but it was
Ronan Last night, I was a beast, and I knew it. However, I just couldnโt control myself around Elena. Having her squirming beneath me, with her hands running all over my body, and asking for more and moreโฆ I didnโt expect it to happen so soon. I was ready to help Elena take a cold bath, knowing I was the last person she wanted to see tonight. However, when she offered to get someone else to satisfy her, I lost it. How could she ask that of me? I know I really did a number on her, but the most important thing now is that the drug was cleared from her system, and we also managed to avoid a calamity. That was the most important of all. We both lost ourselves in the passion, going until we collapsed. I must say Elena had it worse. She was so out of it that she didnโt even notice when I carried her to the bathroom for a warm bath. She slept so soundly throughout the ordeal. At least, it gladdened my heart that Elena trusted me enough to leave herself at my mercy. As I watched
Elena I was glad to see Ronan marching into the room like my knight in shining armor. His expression looked so fierce, yet I didnโt know who his anger was directed to. When he knocked a few teeth out of Darcyโs mouth, I finally understood that he wasnโt falling for her schemes today. I raised my head briefly and realized how he stared at Darcy as if she was already dead. Then Darcyโs men were shot in the balls. I folded my knees to my chest, as I fought the drug in my system with all the strength I could muster. Darcy ruined my family. She was the reason my Dad became a vegetable, yet, I invited her into my home. Dad never wanted her at our house when he was healthy, but when he got into a coma, I invited Darcy in to keep me company. When I moved into the Simpsons old mansion, I allowed her to stay in the house for a while, until she betrayed me at the university and moved out on her own. Little did I know that the betrayal started long ago, and I just didnโt notice. She ap