Leon stepped out of the party with Tracy right behind him. He hadn't been in the same place with such elite people in such a long time and he had mixed feelings. Tracy was so proud of what she had done. She wanted to create a new name for herself. No more was she willing to be the daddy's girl that did everything that her parents wanted even when it had nothing to do with her own career goals and aspirations. "Tracy!" A voice called to her from behind and she turned to look at her mother who was really dressed and coming to her with a fierce frown. "How could you do this!" She snapped. Tracy looked at her sternly, she didn't look remorseful at all. "What did you expect mum? If you really think that I would go ahead and marry that man that had nothing to do with my destiny?" She asked with a scowl on her pretty face. "Even if you're disrespecting your father, do you have to do it in such a crass manner? I know that I raised you better than this. I raised you to be more
Outside the hospital, with the scorching heat of the sun on his already tanned face, Leon felt like the world was crashing down on his shoulders. In his grip was what he considered a death sentence. A scan results showed he'd been diagnosed with a brain tumor. Leon hissed, feeling hopeless and dejected. He could not believe that the migraines he'd been enduring for a while could be a tumor in his brain. Many questions ran through his head, how long did he have? Was his health insurance good? Could he survive a surgery? With another glance at that scan report, he had to hold in the emotions that threatened to overwhelm him. He had to be strong, he had to find a way to get better. At the same time, his phone rang and he reached into his pocket to retrieve it, it was his boss from work. "Hello, boss." He said and the next words he heard were typical of his toxic boss. "Why on Earth are you out of your cubicle? You are useless to the company already and now you're skipping work too?!"
Hurt and with his thoughts running wild, Leon left his home, away from his nagging wife in an attempt to find some semblance of peace. That led him far away from home and soon, it was nightfall. Still wandering the streets, he recalled what the doctor had held him after handing him the test results. He needed over a million dollars to get surgery. He wondered if indeed his life was going to end because of the tumor because he knew he could not come up with such an amount of money, especially not after he'd been fired merely minutes after being told about the money. "I guess this is the end," Leon whispered to himself as he walked down the street, his head cast down in shame and hopelessness. He'd always known that Helen was very unsupportive financially but he'd known how much she did not care about him at all. Her last words still haunted him as he felt the cold evening on his face. The sky was cloudy, promising rain in a short while. It was a perfect mirror of his emotions. Leon
Leon could still feel the breath of the girl on his face, they were pressed so closely together that he felt every inch of her skin, albeit through clothes. "Don't you want to let me go? They're all gone now." She said, her voice nasty and rude. Leon was embarrassed and pulled away from her but he didn't see that she too was blushing. She dusted her dress as he looked out and saw that all the gang members were gone, the entire street was now deserted. It was getting dark and Leon had nowhere to return, he wasn't ever going back to his wife, that was for sure. "Thank God they're gone." The girl said with a sigh and then stopped him as he was about to cross the road. "Wait, you've just helped me escape those men, I want to reward you." She said, Leon looked at her, apart from being very pretty, she was also very young and he didn't want any money from her, after all, it wasn't going to help his condition. "I don't want your money, I just couldn't stand those men trying to hurt
Leon lay on the floor, bleeding profusely, blood gushing out of his sides and his head where he'd been badly beaten by the gangsters. The girl he'd saved, Sylvia ran to him on the ground and saw his critical state, "Oh my God! He's dying!" She cried and clutched him to her side, shaking him to wake up. She could almost see his life drifting away with every drop of blood that soaked the wet floor. "Uncle, please, save my friend, he's dying, he'd been badly wounded by these men," she wept helplessly. Uncle Smith looked at the young man on the floor, he was badly hurt and it was all because he'd been protecting his favorite niece. He knew he had to help him, "Let's take him to the hospital, please." Sylvia sobbed and her uncle nodded. "I will deal with your little gang later, mark my words." Sylvia's uncle said to the gangsters and then turned to help Leon first. With the help of his siblings, they picked Leon up and put him in the car, driving him to one of the best hospitals in t
The doctors did not look desperate, they all seemed relieved that Leon was fine. "We have checked him, he is fine, his injuries are quite minor," the doctor said. "Is he awake? Will he be fine?" Sylvia asked the doctors. Both of them nodded, "Yes, he's awake now, we've been able to stabilize him." One of them said, Sylvia nodded, she was very relieved and grateful that nothing terrible had happened to him, "I'll go and get him some food, I'm sure he must be hungry." She said and immediately left the room. Uncle Smith frowned, he was curious, he had thought that Leon's state of health was much worse when he rushed him to the hospital, he had looked like he was dying but the doctor just announced his injuries as being slight. He had a feeling that he had lied about the severity of his condition just to elicit pity."You mean his condition isn't that bad? I thought he was dying." Uncle Smith said and the doctor shook his head, "His injuries are minimal, from the check, he'll be fine so
Leon left the hospital in a hurry, he could not wait to get home and tell his wife about the good news of his miraculous healing. He never wanted to tell her about the tumor because he didn't want her to be worried about him, already she seemed to be displeased by everything he did, he didn't want to add his medical condition to the list.But as Leon headed home, he figured that maybe it wasn't such a bad thing that she knew about his tumor, maybe it would make her treat him a little better. Thinking of this brought a smile to his face and he could imagine how happy she could be when he finally told her I'd the goodness of his healing. Although he could not clearly explain what had happened, he believed in the power of the ring, he believed that since he had been healed of all the injuries from the attack and he was recovering so quickly then the brain tumor was gone too, he was happy and wanted to share the news with his wife. As he got home, he pushed open the door in that excitem
Sylvia returned to the hospital room a few minutes after Leon had left, she met her uncle and asked him where he was. "The young man had left, he..." But before her uncle could finish the statement, she frowned, her beautiful face crumpled into an ugly expression. "What do you mean left? He was right here, I just went to grab him something to eat," She said, her tone high. "I thought you said that you've just met him a few hours ago, why are you so concerned about his whereabouts?" Smith asked, his time casual and this only made Sylvia even more annoyed. "It doesn't matter! He saved my life and I want to personally thank him," she replied."Listen, I've thanked him enough, if you want us to offer him some money then that can be arranged, you don't have to bother about meeting with him again," he said to her, hoping that she'd forget about it. Sylvia frowned, "This isn't about the money, uncle, I have to see him, he was hurt all because of me, the least I can do is tell him how gra