“I'm so stressed out. Let's quickly get today over with,” Isabel moaned as she sat down.“We have only just begun; have you forgotten that we are going to shop for the dresses that we will wear to the ball?” She asked her.“Oh, I totally forgot about that, darn.”“Good that you're here. That's how you'd have forgotten about it. It's important, you know,” Rachel told her.“I'm sorry, I've just been so stressed out, and now you're putting me through a hardcore workout,” she told him.“You need these every morning, you know, so you'll have a clear mind,” Rachel told her.“Clear mind how? I'm so stressed right now, and I can barely think, so please, there's no way I'm having a clear mind with this torture,” she groaned, and Rachel just laughed.“Now come on, it's important to keep fit. Go and take your bath,” Rachel told her, and she nodded.“You don't even have to tell me twice. Can't we just tell the designers to come here?”“Well, my house is too cramped up, right?”“My house? Let's go
After they finally found a dress that they would wear for the ball, they sent all the designers packing, and the house seemed empty. Isabel and Rachel were both immensely tired.“I'm stressed; I need to go to a spa.”“Well, you can add that to the list of what we have to do tomorrow,” Rachel told her, and she nodded.“I really do not like being stressed out. It messes with my brain,” Isabel complained.“I wonder how your husband is coping. To be very honest, you're lazy. You can't even do any hard work for like three hours straight.”“Now, why would I want to do hard work for three hours? I was not made for stress; it's why I have my very loving husband that understands me,” Isabel said, and Rachel laughed.“Well, that's good because if your husband was not Ivan, I wonder what you'd have shown him. The people around you need to be very patient people,” Rachel told her, and she nodded.“That's why I have you, Chelsea, Elijah, and Richard. You all love me so much that it's suffocating,”
Inside a hospital room a man stood by the side of the bed, his gaze filled with concern as he looked down at the sickly 4 years old boy lying there. His frail form was covered with a soft, floral-patterned blanket, and her gentle breathing echoed throughout the room. Tubes and medical equipment surrounded him, a reminder of the battle he was fighting against his failing health.He brought out his phone and dialed his wife's number, which rang incessantly, but she wasn't picking it up."Pick up lucy."After trying her contact with no avail for a few more minutes, he decided to go home to find any means to gather money for his son's medical bills so treatment could commence, knowing fully well the possibility was zero, he had spent all his life savings just to get the doctors to attend to the boy. He needed to pay at least half of $7000 and where would he get that from?"I'm sorry daddy can't help you." He could not help but remember how his son landed up in the hospital as the memories
Without wasting any time he went straight to Lucy' house.As he made his way up the winding driveway, his eyes fell on the car parked in the garage. It was a stylish and extravagant vehicle, one that spoke of wealth.It wasn't Lucy's car.Beside it, another Mercedes-Benz was parked. Even though he was confused as to who owned it because he had never seen Jess drive such a car, he didn't think much about it.With a deep breath, he pushed open the front door and stepped inside. The living room was well-furnished, with plush sofas and elegant decor, though it fully belonged to Lucy. It was their home.The angry look on Ivan's face vanished immediately after he entered the living room. The faint sound of moans of pleasure drifting from upstairs made him frown.The realization of what was happening hit him like a ton of bricks. Even though he couldn't hear the voice clearly, he couldn't be more familiar with Lucy's voice, so he knew it was hers."What's going on?" His mind was filled with
"Why Lucy? Why did you do it? And with my ex-boss? Don't you have any shame? Why did you have to lower yourself to that extent?" Ivan asked with an ashen expression. His skin was pale to begin with and with the distress, it became paler and he almost looked as if he was drained of blood."Ivan, y...you can't blame me...I had no choice, he promised to help me if I accepted him, he....""You pushed yourself to him because he gave you petty promises? What can does things do? It would not last you for eternity." Ivan cut her off in angry. He felt as if something stuffy was pressed against his chest and he coughed, Lucy was startled but did not help him out, she just kept her head lowered without talking. "Did you ever have feelings for me? Do you even care about the child we had together?" Ivan asked again. When he remembered what happened to his son, his eyes reddened and he clenched his fists before glaring at Lucy with despise.He had tried calling her yesterday but she did not pick a
Ivan stood rooted on the same spot, his body was shaking violently and he looked as if he was going to break down at any moment. At that moment, his emotions were very complicated, he was even in turmoil. Lucy entered the room again, but she was fully dressed. She seemed to be searching for something and did not spare Ivan a single glance. Ivan choked slightly, it was as if something was stuck in his throat, but he knew that he had to tell Lucy about their child. She might change her mind....probably. "Lucy, have you really made up your mind?" He asked instead, holding unto the last string of hope. Lucy finally raised her head to look at him, but contempt and disdain was obvious in her eyes. She looked at him as if he was a joke."Why should I change my mind? I would have left you since all this days, but when I thought of that boy, I could not do it." She said and his eyes reddened."O...our child, h...he died yesterday." He finally said.Lucy was stunned for a while, seeming to b
Ivan left the company with slumped shoulders, he carried his things on his left arm and walked slowly towards home. He would have hailed a taxi but he does not have enough money, so he could only walk.His mind kept recalling what had happened the previous night like a broken disk, everything kept flashing in his head and his nails dug into his palms but he seemed to not have noticed it.His face was filled with distraught and he kept his head lowered as he walked. It seemed as if all strength has been drawed from his body but his heart was filled with grievance, anger, hatred and self-depriciation. He let out an hollow laughter and blamed himself for everything. His son had died and it was his fault, he could not even keep his wife to himself, he felt that Lucy could only resort to that means because she was helpless. "It was all my fault." He whispered in a low voice. He suddenly did not feel like going home, the house was filled with memories of his son and his wife, when they ha
The sunlight seeped through the window and highlighted a figure on a bed, his arm and head was bandaged and you could still see the slight blood. His face was ghastly pale and his lips were chapped and dry.All in all, he looked very sick and feeble, if you did not look closely, you would not know that the figure was a 'he' because of his weak physique.The figure grunted and squinted his eyes open with difficulty, he closed them back as he was unable to adapt to the sudden brightness. Soon, he opened them again and this time, clearer.Of course, the figure was Ivan.Ivan furrowed his brows tight and looked around."Where the fuck am I? What happened to me?"He was in a luxurious room that looked like a room in a five star hotel. The room was clean and was painted white, it was very quiet and apart from Ivan's slight breathing sound, there was also a beep sound from the machine beside him. His eyes widened in realisation, he was in a hospital but the room looked different from the ro