Five years later, Courtney I stood at the arrival terminal in the airport, looking for my ride home. I had travelled to Europe for college with the help of Div and Donald and graduated with an upper class in law. I specifically chose to major in law so I can lend my voice to those that are voiceless. I saw a flag raised up with the name CounterKnee. I shook my head and walked to the person who was busy chatting away on his phone with a big smile on his face. I smacked him on the arm "Didn't I tell you not to call me CounterKnee?" I playfully glared at him. "What do you expect me to do when I miss you so much?" He grinned at me "Should I blush now or what?" "None, a hug will do" I hugged him tight "it's been five years" "I know right, it feels like yesterday and it also feels like ages ago" We disengaged from the hug and he collected my luggages from me, leading me to sleek car and I noticed an entourage. "Please don't tell me you hired
**** "I don't understand you" I continued when we entered the car "if I'm to be treated like a queen, why are you driving when we have an entire entourage behind us?" I asked "Because I'm treating you like a queen, durh" "I'll think of you as my driver then" I smiled satisfactorily. "I have a very juicy news" he licked his lips. "I can see it's really juicy for you to lick your lips, did you taste the juice?" He glared at me and concentrated on driving. Knowing him, I knew he would continue talking. "My three year old girl is dying to see you. She even decorated her bedroom and expects you to share the room with her" he said admiringly. "I knew she would always be smart, smarter than her father who paid an entire entourage to accompany us home" "It's was her idea, so that means I'm smarter" he bit his cheeks to surpress himself from laughing. "Wow that's so smart of her, she deserves a medal." I replied wiping the smile off his face. "Hmph.." he
Ryan walked down the narrow path that lead to his parents, a sad smile on his face. The place is silent as usual, only a few people here and there, so he can talk to his parents as much as he wants without anyone eavesdropping. Just like the 21st of everyday, he had snuck out of the house to come here.Ryan stood in front of his parent's tomb, the designed tiles very neat, little colourful flowers grew around tomb. It's been three years now, three years since they were laid to rest and was made an orphan in the blink of an eye. Ryan set a bouquet chrysanthemum flower on his mother's grave and a bouquet of lily flowers on his father's. Both of them were buried side by side, not surviving an intended accident where only he manage to survive from, unscathed. He knew his parents death weren't exactly an accident, he could still remember the look on his mother's face as she gripped his arms three years ago, a small smile playing at her lips when she saw the blood on his body wasn't
Ryan alighted the boss and hurried into the hospital. He met Alina in the visiting area, pacing around angrily. He swallowed and paused when her eyes caught his, the anger more evident in her eyes. Three years ago, Alina was forced to marry Ryan. She doesn't mind that he is stinkingly poor, she has her own money and can do whatever she wants but the fact that she can't boast of him to the world makes her really angry. Ryan isn't ready to work for money, he is perfectly content with doing house chores and idling away at home. Instead, she's the one that takes care of everything that is money related, including feeding, calling plumbers, changing furnitures and no matter what she tells him, Ryan wasn't ready to change. As the head of the family, their own family, he is supposed to work or find means to earn money for the family. Alina constantly thanks heaven that both of them haven't had children yet, else it'd be more than she can endure. She had on countless situatio
Grandma Joan stared at Ryan angrily, "Are you wishing for me to die?!" She half yelled. "Calm down mother, just ignore him." Mrs Bruce sys soothingly. "I've never felt this good since I felt sick and you're wishing for me to die? How dare you?" "Who's the doctor here? Huh?" The Doctor snaps, "if I wasn't so sure of the acupuncture and how I did them, do you think I should recommend it?" ",I can't believe you." Alina whispered harshly, ", Didn't I warn you not to say anything when we enter." "If it isn't harmful to your health, I wouldn't speak up." Ryan explains to Grandma Joan. "And he is still here, claiming his right. He has no respect whatsoever." Aunt Sasha says, still glaring at him. "Are you trying to prove a point here because you are the odd one out amongst them and don't deserve to be with the family?" Uncle Jeffery asks smugly. He had immediately hated Ryan the day he set foot in the family house and was even more angry when he married his cousin. He had a perf
*** *** ***Mrs Bruce's face contorted with anger as she heard the doctor say the name, Ryan. "What did you just say?" she asked for good measure.The doctor kept his head down as she asked him, embarrassed that he had to resort to this. Not once in his life had he ever administered the wrong acupuncture treatment to a patient. Even worse, he doesn't even know where he went wrong so he can't devise a solution either.Alina on the other hand was just as puzzled as the others in the room as she didn't know much about his medical prowess either. Ryan has always been lazy with everything so she never expected a well-renowned doctor to acknowledge him or advise that he should be asked for help. She was puzzled but chose to keep her mouth shut as this isn't a bad situation either."Cat got your tongue?" Jeffery asked."Speak up, doctor!" Sasha yelled. "We are losing grandma with every passing second."The doctor let out a heavy sigh as his shoulders slumped. "I think you should call that g
*** *** *** It was just like a miracle to everyone seated. Grandma, whose pulse had weakened significantly and her skin had already begun to become pale, was now breathing steadily and healthily even though she hasn't regained her consciousness yet. Her skin even became brighter than before and she looked more peaceful and without pain."Wow......" the doctor trailed off, amazed at the incredible healing speed that was taking place right in front of him. In all his years and experience, he has never seen anyone heal as fast as this or even perform the treatment as well as this. It was an amazing sight to behold."I knew you could do it!" Alex praised him, grinning from ear to ear. "I knew you were just putting on a show. You didn't have to scare us like that.""Yeah, that was too extreme. You might be confident enough to bring her back but you almost gave us a heart attack," Susan chimed in and soon the rest of the family joined in praising the doctor for his good work and rebuking h
*** *** *** "My son," Eleanor's grandfather said again as he stood up from his seat to hug Ryan but he took a few steps back to put distance between them."Don't touch me," he warned."Hey!" Eleanor yelled. "You can't talk to my grandfather like that!""Tell him not to touch me," Ryan replied.Eleanor was about to say something but her grandfather raised his hand, signalling for her to stop talking."It's okay, Eleanor," he said with a weak smile before looking up at Ryan. He stared at him for a few seconds and then bowed. "I'm sorry for my rudeness. I hope you forgive this little transgression of mine."Ryan kept his distance as he still stared at the old man cautiously. "Just don't touch me.""Hey!" Eleanor yelled again. "He just-""Eleanor," her grandfather called. "I said it's okay. I was at fault in the first place."Eleanor begrudgingly kept silent after her granddad's warning. She was still mad at Ryan for being rude to him but she knew she had to respect his wishes."I think