Todos os capítulos de A Quest For Vengeance : Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

"How's the patient doing, doc?" Sergio Fernandez inquired. From where I was lying down, I could hear their conversation. "Unfortunately, there's a little bad news." The doctor began. "She's suffering from what we call quadriplegia - it means the nerve injury that happens above the first thoracic spinal nerve and causes paralysis." "Are you saying she's paralyzed right now?" His word was laced with worry. "Exactly, but the good news is that, it may not last forever. Give her few months. I'm just she's going to recover. Her spinal nerves aren't affected very badly.""Can I speak to her?" He inquired. "Of course." He responded and excused himself. Hearing his footsteps approaching, I heaved a deep sigh and got prepared to get into action. . "Miss?" He called in a soft voice. "I'm really sorry for want happened. I t-""Sorry?" I turned around and faced him. "You're sorry? Will your sorry give me back my leg?" Tears streamed down my face. "What am I going to do now. You've destroyed

"Mum, please. Just listen to what I have to say first, befo-" "It's okay, Sergio." I feigned sadness. "If your mother doesn't want me here, I can just leave. I told you this was a bad idea. Please allow me to leave." "That's nonsense! Where will you go? You have no one. You told me that yourself. You're in this situation because of me." He said.. "I won't run away from my responsibility. Just allow me talk to her." "No, please." I continued. "I don't want to be a burden to you and your family. I told you I didn't want to stay here, didn't I? Please just take me to the streets and leave me there to fend for myself." I shut my eyes tightly, trying to squeeze out tears. "Come on, mum. What's the harm in letting her stay here for just a few days? It's not like she's going to stay here forever and besides, Sergio was the one that got her into his mess. I actually feel bad for her." I covered my face with both of my hands and smile. It seemed my plan to gain their trust was working pre

"What's happening here?" Sergio Fernandez boomed, walking into the room. . "Sir..." She trailed off, obviously searching for the right words to use to defend herself. "Keep quiet!" He pointed a finger, directly to her face. "I hired you to take care of her in my absence, not to treat her this way." "Believe me, sir, I didn't do anything. She poured the cup of hot coffee on herself." I shrunk, hoping he wouldn't believe her. "Oh really?" He chuckled, humorlessly. "Who in their right state of mind will do that to themself? Come on, you should have come up with a more believable lie.""I'm not lying," She yelled. "This woman is witch." It was finally time for me to intervene. "Because I politely asked you to get me a cup of coffee?" I faked my tears. "Had I been able to walk, I wouldn't have asked you." Sergio swallowed; the quilt written all over his face. AGAIN. Served him right. "You and I both know you're lying." Her brows arched in exasperation."You're fired!" Sergio Ferna

Mr. Eduardo Fernandez smiled at me, then turned to his son, and patted him on the shoulder. "Well done! That's a wonderful deed, but," His demeanor changed into an emotion I couldn't quite read. "Couldn't you have found a hotel for her to stay in, since your mum doesn't want her here?" I swallowed a lump in my throat — the way they were speaking about me as if I wasn't there was uncalled for. "Dad, we have already had this talk with mum. She has agreed to allow her stay. It will just be for a while. I'm not planning to keep her here forever." I suppressed the urge to laugh at his words. "We'll see about that." I muttered to myself. "Yes, dad," Diego continued from where Sergio stopped. "I honestly don't get what the fuss about." He shrugged. "Nicole is a beautiful, petite, young woman. Just take a look at her; what harm can she possibly cause? You guys should just let her stay. So far, she hasn't done anything alarming. So sending her out to suffer all by herself...will be a wicke

My eyes fluttered open at the sound of a knock on the door. My brows furrowed and I rubbed my eyes with the back of my hand. Due to the excitement and anticipation of what I had planned today, I couldn't bring myself to sleep. I had only fallen asleep about an hour ago. "Nicole?" Sergio's velvety voice called through the door, a soft presence that seemed void of agitation. It had always been like that ever since I met him. It made me wonder if beneath his calm exterior lay an angry and evil man, waiting to be unleashed; after all, he was Mr. Fernandez's son. And there is a saying that goes; the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. With a scrunched up demeanor, I rose from my bed and made my way towards the door. But just before my hand could grasp the doorknob, I realized I had forgotten that I was supposed to be crippled. Suppressing a gasp of alarm from emerging from my mouth, I retreated to my bed and responded in a low-pitched voice. "Come in, Sergio. The door isn't locked." S