Phil frowned, he couldn't believe his eyes. Ryan knew Mrs Sonya? How? Their paths should definitely not cross, Mrs Sonya was a big swan and Ryan is a nobody, a frog at the bottom of the well. But reality was before him, he tried to fathom their relationship as he forced a smile to salvage the situation. "Oh Mrs Sonya my apologies I didn't realize he was one of your assistants," Phil smiled at the stunning beauty in front of him. It had to be so, he was probably just a worker and nothing more. Mrs Sonya humphed and waved her hands at him turning her back to look at Ryan. Ryan nodded at her, "Mrs Sonya," he smiled as she approached him. But Phil wasn't done, he was going to introduce himself to Mrs Sonya, this was his chance. Emily was besides him but he didn't care less, if he could get the attention of a beauty with such a status then who was Emily? Emily was just one of his playthings that he used to while away time. But with his charm he was sure he could get the a
Phil frowned, he couldn't believe his eyes. Ryan knew Mrs Sonya? How? Their paths should definitely not cross, Mrs Sonya was a big swan and Ryan is a nobody, a frog at the bottom of the well. But reality was before him, he tried to fathom their relationship as he forced a smile to salvage the situation. "Oh Mrs Sonya my apologies I didn't realize he was one of your assistants," Phil smiled at the stunning beauty in front of him. It had to be so, he was probably just a worker and nothing more. Mrs Sonya humphed and waved her hands at him turning her back to look at Ryan. Ryan nodded at her, "Mrs Sonya," he smiled as she approached him. But Phil wasn't done, he was going to introduce himself to Mrs Sonya, this was his chance. Emily was besides him but he didn't care less, if he could get the attention of a beauty with such a status then who was Emily? Emily was just one of his playthings that he used to while away time. But with his charm he was sure he could get the a
Ryan stood up from his desk, pushing his chair back as he rushed down the hallway coughing loudly with his hands clasped over his mouth. When he looked at his hands his He staggered towards the washroom, his steps unsteady as his throat burned with each violent cough as he felt the metallic taste of blood fill his mouth, he was coughing out blood! It's...hurts… badly," he stuttered as he pushed open the door, he leaned heavily against the sink, spitting out the blood that had gathered in his mouth. His eyes were filled with fear as he looked at his pale reflection in the mirror. Suddenly, the door swung open with a force that echoed off the tiles. Ryan's boss, Mr. Carter, stood in the doorway, his presence looming like a dark cloud."Ryan, what do you think you're doing?" he barked, his voice harsh and loud "This is the third time this week you've slacked off by hiding here. Do you think we pay you to lounge around?"Ryan tried to explain, his voice a mere whisper, "Sir, I'm not fe
Passing the coffee shop, he ignored the coffee maker's wave. "Have a great day, sir?" The old beggar, who he gave money to every day, smiled as he waved but he didn't glance at him. The beggar was shocked that he didn't stop to drop any money for him. "A great day? More like a bad day," Ryan murmured as he walked past lost in his thoughts. "I'm home," Ryan called out as he pushed open the door of his home to meet his wife Chloe sitting on the couch in front of the television" and laughing at a comedy TV show. She suddenly stood up and walked towards the door seductively with a lewd smile on her face that turned to a frown when she realized it was Ryan. "Ryan? Why...why…are you home?" Chloe asked, her voice laced with a tone of panic in her voice. Ryan didn't answer he just looked at her closely and realized she was wearing a sexy pajamas that looked pretty expensive but he had never seen her wear this before. "Why are you wearing this here? When did you even buy this he asked?""
Ryan was confused why people were chasing such an innocent looking girl. "Who's after you? What happened?" he asked, trying to make sense of the situation.Her words were cut short by distant shouts echoing through the rain-soaked streets. Some people were approaching in the distance. "Come with me," Ryan didn't bother to ask why they chased her anymore. He grabbed her delicate, slender hands running towards the opposite direction. They hurried into the dark alley, he held her close as they hid in a tight corner. The girl clung to Ryan. She looked into his eyes as her cheeks flushed red, she was embarrassed being held by a man that way.Ryan, glancing over his shoulder, assured her, "We should be safe here for a while. But we need to figure out what to do next."He suddenly realized his lips were so close to hers that he could feel her breath on him, she had cherry red plump lips and Blue eyes like calm seas. "She hasn't gone far to search the area!" A hoarse voice sounded as the
"From now on, your little trash gang will disappear for daring to touch the daughter of the Caden family." The old man said coldly as he looked down on the man bowing before him."He is dying!" The girl's shrill voice rang in the ears of the back suited men. They turned abruptly to see her crouching beside a young man's body with tears streaming down her eyes. Ryan laid there unconscious, his clothes were soaked in blood, and he lay there without moving. In panic, she shook his shoulders gently, her voice trembling as she called out his name, "Please wake up!"Uncle Mateo rushed over to her side as he took in the scene with wide eyes. "What happened here? Who is he?" his eyebrows furrowed as he looked at Ryan laying down unconscious on the ground.The girl looked up at her uncle with tears in her eyes, "He protected me and he was hurt badly. We need to get him to a hospital now!" She yelled as tears poured down her eyes. Her uncle's eyes widened and without a moment's hesitation, U
"It seems he wasn't injured that badly," The doctor replied with relief in his eyes. He had narrowly escaped a rift with the Caden family, but he still didn't understand how the young man had suddenly healed up quickly.The doctor wiped sweat off his forehead, "Maybe I was just too terrified to notice it wasn't some serious injury," he muttered under her breath. "Oh he doesn't need blood anymore. He is healing and it appears he didn't lose much blood like we thought." "That's great," The girl wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes. She felt relieved that he didn't lose his life because of her, she would have lived with guilt all her life. "Uncle he must be hungry I'll go get some food." She turned to her uncle and noticed a frown on his face. "Aren't you happy he is fine?" The girl asked looking closely at his face. But Mr.Mateo only shrugged his shoulders. "I'll go check on him. You can go get the food.""Okay then," The girl nodded then slipped out of the room, her steps
Ryan walked out of the hospital briskly, he hopped into a taxi and told the cab driver his address. Thoughts ran through his mind as the car scurried through the city. He had deliberately kept the truth about his tumor from his wife, fearing the burden it would place on her. He wondered what her reaction would be as the cab pulled up at his house. As he stood in front of his house he realized something. All his injuries were healed! The cuts and bruises were almost not visible anymore and the pain was gone. "The healing power that voice said I now possessed? Does that explain why I don't feel the pain from my Lung cancer anymore?" He muttered as he examined his body. He stood on the porch of his door and clenched his fists not afraid of his Lung cancer anymore, he would confirm later if it had truly gone. He smiled, eager to see the look of surprise and relief on his wife's face when he told her everything that happened and how his Lung cancer was gone. With a deep breath, Ryan o