บททั้งหมดของ I'm The Billionaire's Soulmate: บทที่ 121 - บทที่ 130

SANDRAThese past days have been hell for me and I have just managed to come out of my shell after the last incident. I arrived home and didn't let my mother or anybody notice what I had been through. I was glad that I spent those times in the hotel alone, and I got healed. As I left the hotel, I promised to leave everything that concerned Armando behind and move into a new life. During dinner that evening, my mother kept staring at me but I didn't mind, I was just enjoying my meal even though I was just trying to gain some appetite. "Mom, you aren't eating," Sussan said. I looked at them and I asked my mother the reason why she wasn't eating. "Sandra, I don't like the way you look." I shrugged my shoulders, "How?" "Are you saying that you didn't notice it?" I dropped my cutlery, interswitched my fingers, and stared at her for a while. "How?" I asked, looking at myself and shaking my head in disapproval. "Sussan, do I look leen?" She nodded her head. "Sandra, this work of

SANDRA I was so engrossed in my thoughts of how far I have come since I opened the hospital. Life has been so kind to me and I will forever be indebted. When I resumed work the following day, my medical team was telling me the news that was already all over. I was just smiling. Do they think I was deaf and maybe wouldn't know? I was just waiting patiently for them to distribute to our clinic so that I would get my family vaccinated and of course, the team wasn't left out even though I wasn't going to force them. It was past 3:00 p.m. when my assistant came into my office to inform me that some people were in the hospital."You have come with this information again, who are they?" "I don't know them but they are in uniform and they want to see the chief medical director of this hospital." "Direct them to my office." "Okay ma." I continued going through the patient file to check the progress. The patient has serious gastritis and I wasn't in the clinic when the patient arrived.

SANDRAThroughout the day in the office, I was very busy. I gave the vaccine to my assistant and I told my assistant to inject another medical doctor. Everybody must try it on another person. That was how I shared it with them just for learning. Of course, in medical school, we used ourselves to learn to insert the cannula and injection and so I brought the method back to my clinic. When I was sure they had mastered the method. I gave them two cartons to share among themselves. If it gets exhausted they can tell me to release another for them. The evening was fast approaching and Damien called me to remind me of the dinner. I was just checking my time and I didn't forget to pack the vaccines but on second thought, I don't know how many people there are, so I had to put one carton in my car. "This should be enough for everyone including my family members," I said to myself. I went to the washroom in my office, cleaned up my stressful face, and washed my hands thoroughly. I changed

PRESIDENT FLORES Ouch! My arm still hurts. I looked at my right upper hand where Sandra gave me the vaccine. She didn't tell us that it would hurt much. I was just feeling the pain that morning and I needed to take my bath and prepare for work. So she means that I will have to carry this glued paper and bath just like that. That means I wouldn't allow water to touch it. I quickly got prepared because I had some personalities who were scheduled to see me very urgently in the office. I heard a knock on my door. I looked at the door from where I was standing and it wasn't locked. "You can come in." The door opened and my driver came inside, carrying my briefcase. "Hey, help me hold this suit while I put my hands inside, my arm seriously hurts.""Okay sir," He replied and helped me to wear my suit. My breakfast was my usual lettuce and mashed potato. I didn't waste time demolishing it and washing it down with pineapple juice. Something as light as breakfast keeps me strong for th

CHRIS I walked into my father's house even though I wasn't interested in ever visiting him again but he insisted on seeing me. "Dad! Dad! I am home!" I didn't find anybody and so I went to the bar and got out a bottle of wine. I stared at the bottle, reading what it was made of. "This brand looks new because I haven't seen it. Maybe I should have a taste." I looked around but I didn't see him. "Are you sure the old man isn't enjoying himself up there?" I took the glass cup, opened the wine, and poured some content into the cup. Wow! The wine has a watercolor that one might think is just water. I took a sip and felt the taste. Hmm, that's nice. I nodded my head in satisfaction. I took the bottle and the cup and went to sit down on the sofa. I just heard footsteps and my father walked down the stairs. "Son?" "Father." "You didn't tell me you had arrived." "I called you out but there was no response so I decided to help myself with this wine." "Gosh! This wine is v