At sunrise the following day, Kelvin had arrived at the hospital. He suspended work for the day, because his mind was occupied with different thoughts, and he couldn't focus on anything. He sat beside her sick bed, staring at her intensely with a guilty countenance. Her face was bruised, with a fractured left hand. Seeing that she was still in a coma, he kissed her forehead and stood up to leave.The door went open, and Gregory entered the room hastily. He froze on seeing her condition. "Hi son," he greeted Kelvin, patting his back."Hi Dad, you came?" Kelvin muttered, his voice low and tired. "Yeah, I came as fast as I could. How did this happen, Kelvin?" Gregory asked curiously, and Kelvin sighed. His gaze fixated on Cara. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you. I've been saying it for a long time, but no one is taking it seriously." Kelvin said, staring at his father with anger in his eyes… "What do you mean? Talk to me son," Gregory said. "Whoever that driver was Dad, he was
2 weeks had passed, and Cara was yet to wake up from Coma. Her situation had not changed, except that her physical injuries were improving. Uncle Theo and General Orlando's friendship had fallen apart again.The general accused the Woodlucks of conspiring to kill his daughter, and no amount of plea from the family could make him think otherwise. The police on the other hand had been doing their best to catch the driver who knocked her into Coma. But it was just as if the crime never existed, and the culprit had vanished into thin air. After spending 2 weeks away from the company, Kelvin finally decided to resume. The day was young and promising, Kelvin drove out of his mansion with his security guards. He had decided to keep close security, in case someone was coming for his family. As they got to the company, all eyes fell on him as he alighted from the car. The employees stared at him admiringly and began to mumble, but he didn't care to look at anybody. He sauntered towards hi
On the cold winter night, Kelvin had gone out with Jake and Tommy, the new friends he made in Vancouzer. They sat comfortably in a bar, but Kelvin couldn't focus. His mind was somewhere else.Jake noticed his quietness and realized that he wasn't having fun, and that was the main reason for coming to the bar in the first place. Jake signaled Tommy, who was carried away by the sight of a beautiful young lady beside him. "What's up, bro?" Jake asked, but Kelvin kept mute. "You need to start putting yourself together. Besides, Cara is alive and will be well soon," Jake continued, and Kelvin sighed and pressed his hand on his forehead."It's not that bro. Look, I know Cara and will be fine. What I don't know is what she'll do when she gets better. Besides, the son of a bitch that did this to her is still out there in the open. How do I know that it wasn't an attempt on her life?" Kelvin said worriedly, and Jake nodded his head slowly. He was beginning to see things from Kelvin's view.
Becca sat on the balcony, the sun was at its peak in the sky. Her eyes fixated on the wide air, like she was staring at something in particular, her eyes were dark and her anger was visible on her face.It had been over two weeks since she came to Kelvin's, and Gregory didn't seem to feel disturbed by the situation. She had hoped he'd come to pick her up when he began to feel lonely at home. But her plans weren't working.She took a few sips from her glass of whiskey, and her phone rang. She stared at the phone, it was her brother Theophilus. He ignored the call like it wasn't important, her rage was growing, and she needed someone to direct it to.She picked up her phone and started searching through her contacts, looking for the right person to call and divert her attention from Gregory's behavior. She paused when she saw a number with Mariana written on it. She gasped, and her heart began to beat. She then realized that since she was in Vancouzer, it was only right to visit Marian
Two months had passed, and Pamela and Frank's relationship was getting hotter with every passing day. They had gone on a holiday trip to the Philippines, without Kelvin's approval.Kelvin's stand hadn't changed when it came to Frank. He saw Frank to be an evil in sheep's clothing, and he and Pamela often disagreed on that. On a Saturday morning, Pamela stepped out of the hotel where they had lodged. She felt like she wasn't known in the Philippines, so she decided to take a walk on the streets.She plodded down the hill with her headphones on. There was a festival holding down the road, Children played noisily under the rise of the sunlight. A beautiful ambiance filled the atmosphere. When she got to the scene of the festival, she paused and stared at her left, a man playing a guitar with a beautiful song on his lips. She smiled and darted her eyes to her left. She caught a glimpse of Frank towards the far end of the scene, so she rushed to meet him.When she got there, he was gone
It was past 10 p.m. when Kelvin dropped at the airport in Boston. A Lamborghini AVENTADOR SVJ was lying in wait to drive him home. When he got to the driver, he instructed him to take him to the hospital first. He couldn't wait to see Cara. As they got to the hospital, he was welcomed by the familiar faces of the nurses on duty."Hi, Mr. Woodluck," a cacophony of voices rang out across the hall. Kelvin pointed towards the nurses and said "Call me Kelvin, and not by my last name," and continued walking. He wore a vibrant mood as he sauntered towards Cara's ward hastily. He wiped his face with his palms and began to wonder the right words to say to her.He got to the door and exhaled deeply before pushing it wide open. Unfortunately, the room was without a living soul. He darted his eyes around, but nothing. After checking the bathroom, he found out that she wasn't inside. He furrowed his brow in confusion, where could she be? Immediately, a nurse walked inside with a file in her h
It was a new day in Vancouzer, and the sun was shining brightly from the sky. Christmas music was playing in every home, with Christmas trees hung in every house and office.The anticipation of Christmas festivities hung in the air, creating a beautiful ambiance across the city. Kelvin had just ordered some Christmas trees to be delivered to his house in Vancouzer, he stood in the sitting room, looking across the house and finding the perfect decoration for it. His doorbell rang, and he knew it had to be a family member. That was the only way his security wouldn't disturb him with uninvited guests. He sighed and walked to the door.He pushed the door open, and Pamela's beautiful eyes were staring back at him. She was the last person he was expecting to see. Just a few days ago, she told him what he never expected to hear from anyone, not to talk of her. His face went cold, as he looked at her without uttering a word. She sighed, knowing she had to forget her pride and apologize."W
Kelvin fixated his gaze on her, as she stared at him anxiously. One part of him wanted to keep the secret of his parent's quarrel, but it was too late. He had already opened up to Pamela.He sighed and stared at her again, she hadn't shifted her attention for a bit."What are you not telling me? What's going on? Can I help?" She questioned theoretically, and Kelvin scoffed. A faint smile spread across his face, revealing a tender gaze.He ran his finger on her hair and pulled her closer to his chest. He kissed her hair, and patted her back carefully."You're already helping sis, you just don't know it," he whispered in her ears, and she felt relaxed. She smiled happily, it had been a while since she had such a moment with Kelvin. They remained still, and silence filled the air. ***Back in General Orlando's residence in Boston, Cara was lying in her bed, her face covered with sadness, seeing that Kelvin hadn't checked on her. She looked healthy, but she wasn't strong enough like norm