Marco left the house and drove all the way to Natasha's house, where she and Junior live.Ding! Dong!He pressed the doorbell as he stood outside in patience, waiting for her to come get the door for him. Although she had no idea that he'd be coming to visit her this early morning,He pressed the bell for the second time; this time around, he made it harder that someone from the next door would be able to hear the sound of the bell.“Who is at the door?" The voice was heard from inside the room as she asked.Marco stood there with smiles all over his face, planning to pay her a surprise visit, so he didn't respond.He pressed the bell again for the third time, looking left and right with his hands covering his face to block the scorching sun.“I'm coming to get the door; just hold on a little longer, and I'll be right there.” She responded, thinking that it was a delivery.She dropped the dishes that she was washing and dried her hands up with the clothes so that she'd be able to come
"I know what's best for you,Natasha. I know that the only thing you need right now is money, and that's why I try every night and day to toil the land until you get whatever you want." He blurted out that this time around Marco was about to lose it.“You think you know what's best for me, huh? You think I'm like other girls who follow you around just to lick your ass and wipe your feet just to be blessed with peanuts?" She scoffed out.Marco raised his hands in the air and was about to hit her.“Hit me, Marco! Hit me!" She used her head to push him backward, daring him to do his worst.“Woman! I beg you, with everything in me, don't let me do what I'll end up regretting later. You are pushing me to the wall, and if I unleash my anger on you, you won't be able to wake up." He scoffed out in anger.“Oh well! I know that you are capable of doing something bad like that, and that's why you keep pushing me away so as not to have physical contact with you."“Natasha, I think you are getting
“How dare she cut the call on me? Is she that dumb, or is she trying to act like Miss Know It All?” She lashed out as she watched the call beep slowly.“Is it that she has no idea that Marco is a married man and I’m his legally wedded wife even though someone is trying to snatch him away from me?’- she spoke to herself before picking up her phone to redial the number.The number rang once before the receiver spoke, "Ma'am, with all due respect, you are disrupting me from working. I’ve told you earlier that you are not calling the right company customer line number.” She blurted out, still maintaining her cool.“Hey! Young lady, I might not know your name or where you are from, but I know that I know the right number that I dialed. Are you not working for Marco's company?’ She asked her, waiting for her feedback.“I’m working for Marco’s company, and one of his staff members works closely for him.” She answered her professionally.“Good girl! Do you know any woman called Bella?’ She th
Ethan crawled out of bed to check if the house was still intact the way he had arranged it before going to bed last night.He went straight to the kitchen to gulp a cup of water before hitting the gym in the morning.“Uncle Ethan, have you called a private investigator to look into the matter? I was unable to sleep last night, even though I tried my best to close my eyes to catch up with the sleep, but it still didn't show up." Nadia asked him while hopping down the stairs majestically.“I'm so sorry that you weren't able to sleep last night. I also didn't sleep as well. I was watching over you to be sure that you were in safe hands. I don't ever want to lose you, Nadia." He assured her with his words.“I also don't want to lose you, uncle Ethan; that's why it's very necessary that you call a private investigator to come investigate this matter." she suggested.“I'll call a private investigator once I'm done with my gym practice, Nadia.” He answered her while lifting up the gym.“Uncl
They got into the doctor's office and sat down in a tensed state as different questions and thoughts roamed through their minds."Doctor, we are here already. Can you please tell us what the problem is all about?" - Natasha couldn't hold her patience anymore, as she was on the verge of breaking down in tears again."Yes, doctor, you heard what my wife just said. I think it's high time you talk to us, his parents, and let us know what the problem is all about." Marco spoke up as he tried putting himself together.The doctor sat on the chair and hung his coat on the coat stand before uttering and speaking to them, “I know that both of you have tried so much to do your best by making sure Junior gets stabilised and be himself again, but..." he gave a long pause as he wiped his tears with his hands.“But what? Doctor, you are keeping me in suspense, and I don't like how it's going at all. Talk to me; I am Junior's mother. Let me know if you want me to pay more money. I'm ready to pay more
He stammered for a few bit before bringing himself back together to respond, “Why are you still awake by this time, Bella.”“That doesn’t answer my question, Marco. Where the hell are you coming from?”- she stood up from the couch and walked up to him slowly.“I’m coming from the office at least I’ve answered now you tell me why you are still awake by this time of the day.”- he confronted her trying to turn the tables against her. “Can't you see that you are dumb? Why will you be asking me that kind of question? What do you think I should be doing? ”- she questioned him aggressively not minding how he looked at her. Marco raised his hands up and was about to hit her up but he held unto his hands and composed himself. “Bella, I've had a long day at the office and I don't want to waste my time and strength arguing with you because it'd be of no use. ”“Oh! Really? You don't want to be arguing with me indeed. I can see that you are still trying to grow some balls despite owning it up
“Why are you asking me this kind of question? You of all people know that I’m a well-principled man and I treat my client with so much care and attention.”- he blurted out, taking a step forward.“I don’t know why you feel so guilty right now even though you haven’t answered my question precisely.”“What exactly do you want from me? What do you want me to say to you before you can believe me, Bella? I'm tired of these irrelevant unending questions all the time why can't you allow me to breathe for once. «- he lashed out with anger not minding how she would react to it. She pointed her fingers boldly to his face, “Don't you dare shout at me, Marco. I won't take it easy on you if you keep on raising your voice at me.”“See, who is trying to play all innocent right now? Do you think I care about how you are going to react even though I know that you are about to do something crazy right now? You can continue to yell out for all I care but I want you to know that what you think I'm capab
“Straight to the point?” Natasha scoffed unbelievably over the phone. “So every time I call you, I need to make a point to do so?” She asked from the other end of the phone.“I didn’t mean it like that." Marco said, acknowledging that he overreacted.“Then how else did you mean it?”“You said you have something important to say, so? I am listening.”“The doctor said Juniour needs a blood donation,” Natasha said over the phone with an uneasy voice. Marco nodded his head like she could see it. The call always had to be about their son, and the both of them kept silent, waiting for who was going to break the silence between them.“I would send the money to you for a blood group match to donate blood to Juniour." Marco finally responded, trying to end the conversation, but instead that word alone sparked Natasha, and she began to fume.“Is your son's life a joke to you?" Natasha shouted over the phone that it made Marco squeeze his eyes shut, waiting to hear what she had to say next.“I already t