Damien walked into the VIP room where Mr Whyte was. He was still unconscious but his health had improved greatly. He did his daily routine of checking him up, and the corners of his lips curled up seeing the improvements. He picked up his pen and wrote down the progress on his notepad before he faced the nurse and instructed, "Do let me know if there is a slight change. Even though he is stable now, we still need to watch him carefully.""Alright, doctor," she replied and proceeded to tug the old man properly. Damien looked at his wristwatch and clicked his tongue seeing how late he was. He would need to get ready in twenty minutes for the gala. Eleanor already told him that a car would pick him up from the hospital. Letting out a deep breath, he walked out and went to his room on the top floor. It was safe to call it his room as he had gotten accustomed to living in it.It's been a week since the last humiliation that almost got him to jail. It's been a week since Mr Whyte survive
Damien stared at Bianca as she walked into the hall with a smile plastered across her lips. The smile he remembered clearly. He watched as she was led towards her seat by a staff, not taking notice of him. Eleanor's lips curled up into a satisfied smile when she saw Bianca walk in, just as she wanted. Since Damien had helped her, she vowed to help him out of the mess going on in his life. "Bianca is here," Damien said to Eleanor who nodded. "Yes, she was invited. Her company is promising and this is the right place to get an audience. Couldn't let her pass this one," she answered nonchalantly, still not taking her gaze away from Bianca who was seated comfortably, without the knowledge of her being the center of a discussion. "I never expected her to be here," he muttered and laughed a bit, trying to hide the shock of suddenly seeing her. "I was so busy that I didn't have a chance to tell you," Eleanor lied and tightened her hand around his arm, "Anyway, she is here now. You can u
Over the week Bianca had been busy planning for the gala she was invited to and dealing with her divorce, which was still a secret from everyone. Many who didn't know about the divorce kept asking about Damien, making it hard for her. Finally, the gala night came and just as she prepared over the week she was ready. She thought of focusing on her work and having a great night, that way, she would forget about Damien, so she thought. When she walked into the venue she decided to keep every thought out and meet clients to help establish her business. But when she sighted Damien, her heart almost burst out of her chest. What was he doing in the party hall? The gala was meant for top-known business people, and he was the least on that list. He left with nothing after their divorce, and it won't be possible to get a connection quickly that would bring him to the gala. Curious about it, she went to meet him. He was with an older man she didn't recognize. She wasn't bothered about who h
"Is Miss Calloway's accusation true?""Are you truly divorced because of your affair with Miss Eleanor?""Does Miss Eleanor know you were married?"The reporters soon gathered around Damien, bombarding him with questions. Eleanor bit her Lowes lips, seeing it didn't go as planned. The table turned and Damien was the one humiliated. She was overwhelmed with guilt as she watched him try to evade their questions. Damien couldn't believe Bianca's accusations. He had been nothing but loyal to him. He loved her and wouldn't think about cheating. Because of how much he adored her, he put his all into making sure her family's business grew, even though her family never wanted him. "Go ahead, tell everyone the truth, you bloody cheater!" Bianca yelled out. "Was it your intention to deceive your wife?" "Where you playing the two women?"Some reporters questioned him while a few faced Eleanor. "Can you explain your relationship with Damien?""Do you know he was married before you started a r
Everyone was left on edge, anxious to hear what had happened. Did Damien's treatment fail? They had a lot of questions running through their minds. Suddenly, Eleanor clapped her hands and jumped in happiness, "He is okay. Grandfather is awake!" She announced, to the surprise and relief of the three men. "Glad to know he is alright," Dr Mitchell said, with the corners of his lips turned up into a smile. It was the good news of the night. Damien on the other hand, was filled with relief. Finally, the old man was okay and that meant a lot to him. Mitchell began to see him in a new light. He was able to cure the sickness that no doctor could cure.The cure had been searched for for years, but he did it. "This is unbelievable," Dr Kim muttered and stepped forward, "You did find the cure every doctor has been searching for for years. This is unreal!" He added, with his face covered with surprise and shock. Hearing what the men were talking about, the reporters became curious again and
"This one says, 'Damien Smith, twenty-six years old, has shaken the world by surprise. He has brought hope again to everyone.'" Eleanor read out loud with a smile playing across her lips. "I must say, the internet is crazy."He nodded in agreement and sat down on the couch, facing her, "But how did they know so much about me? How did the bloggers find out? Now, I am really worried."She shrugged her shoulders and pressed back against the couch, "they are crazy and would get the tiniest detail of what you never expect them to know."Eleanor's phone vibrated again and she tapped on the message, "Another message again and this one says, 'Miss Eleanor, you did a great job at the gala today, it was wonderful. About that young doctor, can I have an audience with him?" She laughed and shook her head. "Every message I get is about you. Guess you are the trending topic today."It was surprising how Damien's life changed in just a day. There were so many things happening at once but he was more
Damien walked out of the hospital, wanting to take a stroll down the road. His head got clouded after seeing the message from Coy and his weakness vanished.It was a big opportunity. His dream, but there he was suddenly in between two decisions to make. He wanted to go there, but his mind seems drifted from working there. The road was busy with people hurrying back to their houses and some, going somewhere else. He let out a deep breath and joined the crowd, heading nowhere in particular. He let his mind wander to what he could gain knowledgeably by working with Coy Medical Center. The best doctors he could think of work there and meeting them would be a big push for him.He thought about the positive benefits of working in the hospital, which was located in the capital, and concluded it would d be more than he could ever imagine. He put his hands in his pocket and continued his journey taking in as much air as he could and letting the cool breeze of the night cool him down.His li
Damien drove down the road heading towards the northern city, using a map to guide his way. He had a patient to attend to and a few more before the end of the day. The corners of his lips curled up as he recalled the last conversation he had with Eleanor. She had gifted him a brand new SUV model car and paid him some amount of money, which he was sure would be enough to take care of everything he needed for a few months.Her grandfather was getting better, but he never had a chance to see him. He promised to visit again when he got back to the South. He drove into the city, which was busy as usual. It was a populous and industrious city, known for its beauty and busy nature. He drove towards a hotel and pulled over, handing the car key to the valet. His patient was the former CEO of the hotel before his son, Nelson Drill, took over the position. Mr Nelson was known for his temperament and how easily he punished people who didn't do as he wished or made mistakes. Damien let out a d
Damien's eyes went around, looking at his image on the TV screen while dumbstruck. Dating? 'I am not daring Charlotte,' he wanted to scream out but his words would fall on deaf ears. Everyone in the restaurant had their eyes and ears on the TV, as his name had been mentioned. He averted his gaze to Bianca and saw her watching the news with her eyes widened. 'This news was confirmed to be true after they were spotted being intimate at a restaurant. The clip has been making rounds on the internet. Would they be the couple of the century?' The news went on.Damien fisted his hand in disbelief. Everyone in the restaurant was talking about it, not knowing he was there with them. "The youngest daughter? I thought he would end up with the oldest daughter because they seemed pretty close," he heard a man say."I thought that too, but we never can know the ways of men. He has always loved the youngest and the first was just a friend or business partner," another man seconded. "They are so
Damien's eyes widened at the lawyer's revelation. He remembered what Regina said about telling Bianca not to submit the divorce papers, and he put himself on a fix. It's either Regina told her not to submit it or she did on her own.He let out a loud inhale and fixed his eyes on nothing as he dived into deep thoughts. Regina hates him so much and has always wanted him to leave the family. Getting divorced was a huge relief for her. There was no way she was going to tell Bianca not to submit the divorce paper. She was lying as she always does. "The Calloway's always have a way of putting me in a fix," he muttered and clicked his tongue. His phone beeped and when he saw the name popping on his screen, he hesitated to pick it up. It was Bianca calling. Knowing she was still his wife changed everything for him. He watched the phone ring until it stopped. Letting out a deep breath, he looked away but almost immediately, his phone started ringing again and it was still Bianca calling.
Damien stared at Bianca as Regina's words repeated in his head. Was he truly living a dream? If Bianca didn't submit the divorce, that meant they were still married. He knew Regina would do anything to rile him up, and that made him have a second thought about it. Bianca drew her brows together, in wonder at why they were both staring at her. She glanced at Regina for a second and averted her gaze back to Damien. "What is going on?" She questioned but got no reply. "Damien, what did Regina say to you?" "Why did you think I would say anything to him? He is not that important to me to start a conversation," Regina grumbled. Bianca shot her a glare and wanted to shut her up but Damien spoke first. "I have some patients to attend to."She nodded at him and moved aside. Damien walked out of the room with one question in his head. 'Why didn't she submit the document?'Was she planning to submit it later after being too busy to submit it? So many questions and thoughts, and he got distr
She walked closer and covered a large space between them. She examined him from head to toe and smirked. "Not bad. You changed a lot and I almost did not recognize you. You disappeared after receiving so much help from my grandfather, just to enjoy it all," she accused.Damien drew his brows. He tried to take a step closer but she held up her hand and stopped him. "Don't come closer!"Damien became confused and tried to find out what was going on as she looked so pissed off. He tried going closer but with each step he took, she stepped back. She suddenly laughed out, pointing at his face. "I got you so good. See how confused you look.""I am confused," he said, and she let out a deep breath and walked closer. "I was only playing a prank on you to pretend to be angry but not really. It's so good you fell," she jumped and clapped her hands like a little child who got the snacks she always wanted. He laughed and shook his head, understanding what the prank was about. "Anyway, what a
Regina looked at Damien with a frown on his face. "How did I get here?" She questioned with disbelief lacing her voice. She averted her gaze to Bianca and clenched her jaw. "Did you bring me here? I thought I made it clear that I don't want to have anything to do with Damien William?"Bianca frowned and stood up, "What are you talking about, Regina? What is wrong with you?""Why did you bring me here?" She raised her voice, with annoyance resonating from her tone. Bianca rubbed her neck in frustration. Regina hasn't changed even after experiencing a life-threatening sickness. "You came in here yourself. I was called by Damien who told me you were here. Have you forgotten all these?""Liar!" Regina accused. "Why would I come to the hospital I hate so much to be treated by the man I don't want to see at all?"Bianca rolled her eyes and sat down. "What's your problem, Regina? Right after you wake up, you are about to bring this hospital down." She let out a deep breath and looked at he
Damian and Bianca found themselves in Regina’s hospital room. The tension in the air was palpable, but neither of them wanted to leave the other’s side. Damian stood by the monitors, adjusting a few settings, while Bianca sat in the corner, her hands folded tightly in her lap.“How’s she doing?” Bianca asked softly, her eyes flickering to her sister’s pale face.“She’s stable for now,” Damian replied, his tone professional. “But her condition is still critical. If the treatment I’m testing doesn’t work, we’ll need to consider more drastic measures.”Bianca bit her lip, her gaze dropping to her hands. “I never thought I’d see her like this. Regina’s always been so... untouchable. Seeing her vulnerable like this... it’s hard.”Damian walked over, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “She’s strong, Bianca. She’ll fight through this. And I’ll do everything in my power to help her.”She looked up at him, her eyes filled with gratitude. “Thank you, Damian. For everything. I know Regin
Damien was taken aback by her sudden request. A date? He wanted to ask about it but she suddenly laughed and waved her hand. "I was just joking. I wanted to see the look on your face and you didn't disappoint. You look so shocked," she laughed mockingly. Damien pursed his lips and nodded. He was taken aback and wasn't expecting her to ask for a date. "You did take me by surprise. I wondered if I had heard someone else speak," he answered. She laughed again and when she had a fill, she shook her head. "Anyway, I want to ask for dinner instead. I want to thank you for everything you did for Regina. You have it all, so a gift would just be added to your collections. This is the only appreciative way I can think of."Damien looked at his wristwatch and drew in a deep breath, "I don't think I will be able to make it. My schedule is filled up today. I have missed a lot of meetings and events for the hospital. I need to work on them."Bianca twisted her lips, feeling disappointed and at t
Bianca's heart skipped a beat seeing how serious he was. She sat up and swallowed down lumps in her throat. "Is she… is she gonna die?" She questioned.Damien shook his head to her relief and he answered, "We have to keep hoping she wakes up. The surgery was successful and right now, we will continue with the treatments."Bianca sniffed and drew back. She couldn't stop her tears from flowing. She swallowed the lump in her throat and lowered her head. "I thought… I thought… you wanted to tell me… about her death," she sniffed. Damien shook his head and faced her, "She survived it. You know your sister, she has always been a fighter."She nodded and lifted her eyes to look at him, "But what problem are you talking about? Did you discover something else? Would she be alright soon?" She questioned at once, with anxiety resonating in her voice. "The problem is that she would be staying in the hospital for a much longer time than intended. Her treatment would be a gradual process," She an
They both stared at each other reminiscing the sweet moments between them. The sweet moments they had forgotten. Realizing they were staring too much, Damien cleared his throat and looked away while Bianca lowered her gaze. "It is late. You should rest. I will be going back to my apartment," he said to her and she quickly nodded. "Drive safely," she said and rushed in. Damien stared at the closed door and curled up the corners of his lips. "I guess this would be a new chapter," he whispered and walked away, going back to his office to get ready for his apartment.He drove back to his apartment and in no time, he fell asleep. …Damien glanced at his wristwatch for the tenth time since he came to the hospital, and he groaned. He walked into his office and grabbed his white coat before he hurried out of the room. A doctor who was walking towards his office quickly walked to him with a sigh of relief. "I was coming to your office to check if you were there," he said and started wa