Chapter 90


    Bradon’s pov


    My entire chest hurt and my head felt like it was about to c*ack, but it was their voices that were the


    most aggravating. They sounded like kindergarteners yelling on the yground. It remained a mystery


    as to why they just couldn’t get along. To get them to stop talking, I had to yell at them. Thalia tried to


    swoon over me, but I shrugged her off. My beauty slumber was disrupted by her ranting and ps.


    When the doctor entered the room, he began collecting the ineffective samples and assessments. To


    be honest, I felt even worse after I was linked up to the idiotic machine. It was like it was draining the


    life out of me


    Was it possible that she built a machine to kill me? Throughout history, women were known to be


    skillful killers. The doctor kept asking questions and I nodded a yes or no to his questions. Thalia sat in


    a corner, chewing her nails and fretting as if I were suffocating or dying.


    “So am I dying?” I asked.


    The doctor gave me a slight smile and I knew something was wrong. I just turned my head away with


    disappointment. I guess hoping was too much for asking. He finished up and Thalia moved closer and


    held my hand.


    “Hello, I missed you,” she said.


    “Well, I did not miss you,” I bluntly replied. “Why do you like abusing Nestor?”


    She stared back at me disappointed “What? Are you supporting him, do you know what he did?” she


    inquired.


    I turned to face her, reminding her of whose idea it was in the first ce for her to deliver at a hospital.


    She only looked down in shame. “Listen, this is what you are going to do, you are going to apologise to


    Nestor, prepare yourself, then go with him to the city,” I instructed.


    Tears began rolling down her cheeks as If I had just turned down her proposal, or asked her tomit


    murder. “But Brandon I’m not leaving you,” she replied.


    “Is your machine movable?” I asked. She stopped with her fake tears and paused for a minute.


    Probably wondering where I was going with the questions. “Yes, it is but.. ?”


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    “We will both move to the city for the sake of the baby, we will just have to tighten up with security,” I


    suggested.


    She stared at me confused, my suggestion was not bad. But if she was that obsessed with me then it


    was better for the two of us to go together to the city for the sake of the baby.


    “Brandon I do not think it is safe to move you, the machine has made you weak and Dr. Wilson has set


    up a Lab here… we can’t take him away,” she replied and hesitated a bit. “The Machine is not giving us


    the results we hoped for so we have continued looking for the cure,” she added. I only closed my eyes,


    “So why am I plugged into it if it’s not working?” I asked.


    “Well, in short, it is working like dialysis but unlike hemodialysis which is done four or three times a


    week, the Fraser is done every four hours in a day,” she exined. “Plus you need a lot of blood


    transfusion, that’s why you are weak.”


    “So in short you are saying we are back to square one?”


    “No no no, I didn’t mean it that way, the machine is keeping you alive and giving us time to find other


    solutions. The time that you never had.”


    I opened my eyes and stared at her for a while without saying a single word. To be honest I felt pathetic


    but I did not want to ruin the mood. Going back in search of a cure only meant I was still dying. I did not


    want to know how long I had, unlikest time. I asked her not to do any estimations, knowing always


    made it more difficult for me.


    “Is there any good news? Honestly, I can’t just be surrounded by bad news… it’s not like I’m cursed or


    something,” I joked. She scratched her head like she was thinking or something. My house was


    definitely short of good news or were we just attracted to s*it.


    “Well, your revenge plotting finally destroyed both Josh and Victor. They are both on the run and have


    left Gentex in ruins,” she said with a smile on her face.


    “Ooh, I see,” I replied


    “Is that all you are going to say? Maybe you need the details,” she stated and got on the bed, lying next


    to me. She held my hand and began narrating the downfall of the Nelson’s. By the time she concluded,


    I had my mouth wide open. I was shocked beyond belief and p*ssedat the same time.


    How could I have missed the affair? I was supposed to have seen it. The clues were there, everything


    was there but yet they yed it so well. What p*ssed me the most was the fact that I had no video


    recordings of the two f*cking. Such would have been valuable for further ckmail.


    “So where is Jessica?” I asked.


    “Hiding in the Nelson mansion, she only goes out to buy groceries and stuff,” Nestor replied and


    handed me a sh. “This contains everything you need to know,” he added.


    Thalia looked up at him p*ssed, I could only assume she was not given the sh or was not aware of it.


    She only rolled her eyes and looked away.


    “Oooh and Josh was spotted visiting his mother, I really thought he was going to kill himself or


    something,” he added.


    Thalia and I looked at each then turned to face him. Yes Josh killing himself would have been icing on


    the cake but the suicide topic was very close to both our hearts and we both knew at what level of


    worthlessness that one had to be to resort to suicide. Maybe we once wanted to drive Josh to that level


    but then thinking about it brought some rather questions to ourselves.


    Nestor realized the mistake and quickly apologized. The room became awkwardly silent before I spoke


    first. “Did you pack everything?” I asked him.


    “Yes, and we are ready to go,” he announced.


    “No wait, we have still not made a decision,” Thalia interrupted.


    “I will join you after I gather some strength, am sure you two can operate the machine?” I asked.


    “Yes we can,” Nestor replied.


    “But…?” Thalia tried to protest.


    “Thalia please can you just for once not stress me!” I yelled at her.


    “Im sorry,”


    “I will join you,” I emphasized.


    “I know, or maybe I can go tomorrow, it’s not like I will go intobor today,” she stated mockingly and


    got off the bed. I stared at her, she was just too difficult to deal with sometimes. She announced she


    was going to take a walk on the beach and walked out.


    “Did she just walk out on me?” I asked Nestor who only smiled.


    “Wee back,” he said.


    “Yeah to Thalia’s craziness.”


    “Do not worry by tomorrow she will be in the city and I’m not bringing her back until she delivers,” he


    promised.


    “Are you two ever going to get along?” I asked.


    “No, I think she hates me because I’m more loyal to you than her,” he replied.


    I chuckled, a case of loyalty and jealousy, “How is Maggie?”


    “She is fine, she actually keeps calling. She was expecting us to be in the city by noon. But tomorrow


    will do, let us give Thalia time to think,” he replied and walked to the kitchen. I signed and stretched


    myself, the painkillers the doctor had given me were kicking in and I rxed myself. I noticed my leg


    move as I stretched and stopped for a minute.


    If I remembered correctly… I was bedridden before I got h*oked to the machine. I removed my covers


    and tried lifting again, to my surprise the legs were moving. The machine was not a total failure, after


    all, even my arms were moving around. Even though I had no energy, I could clearly see that I could


    move around.


    But I quickly put the covers back before anyone found me or I excited myself. If there was anything I


    learned about my illness, it was that it liked ying games with me. Giving me false hope then crashing


    me at thest minute like a bag of cornkes.


    Nestor walked back in with some soup and began feeding me. Unlike that pregnant woman who was


    always pping people, he knew how to take care of me. “Are you sure you are going to be alright by


    joining us in the city? I think you should wait for us here.”


    “Just give me my tablet and I will be fine,” I replied.


    “People will find out about you in the city, this ce provides privacy.”


    “I’m just tired of the scent and scenery of this ce,” I replied.


    The door opened and Thalia walked in, she quickly grabbed the porridge away from Nestor without


    asking and took over the feeding. The girl really grew some attitude while I was asleep. But somehow I


    felt wanted, the two were fighting over me and it was somehow cute getting the attention.


    “Fine I will go to the city with him, but you have to promise to be face timing me every minute. I want to


    know everything,” she stated.


    “No problem, can I also face time you duringbor?” I asked with a grin.


    “No! Why are you so sure I will be inbor soon?”


    “Thalia your EDD is very near. I did the calctions and I had left Nestor with instructions,” I replied.


    “When… is… my EDD?” she asked with embarrassment all over her face. I looked at her disappointed,


    she had been putting my interests over her own child. What kind of a mother had no idea when she


    was due? Was she even fit to be a mother? I began questioning myself. Maybe I had made a mistake


    or something. I wanted to scold her but I yed it cool on second thought.


    It was my s*upid illness that stole all her time with the pregnancy. She probably never enjoyed her


    pregnancy period. Did she even have a craving? Or a weird obsession? I had a lot of questions but I


    kept them to myself.


    “Three or five days,” I replied.


    “But that’s too far, can’t I wait for two more days,” she cried out.


    “No you can’t, the days might be more or less, and I’m joining you as soon as I regain my energy,” I


    replied.


    She kept quiet and continued feeding me until I told her to stop. After she was done, I got my tablet and


    updated myself with Nestor’s sh.  Gentex was in crumbles and no investor was willing to take a risk


    but Mandel, on the other hand, had all the money in the world. There was only one obstacle, the board


    was in disagreement.


    They all voted against Mandel taking over it, it was a liability they said, and a waste of money. With all


    the bankruptcy, scandals, and debt, it was only going to drag Mandel down, they all said.


    I bit my leap, they were all idiots,st time I checked they all wanted the shares but it looked like they


    all changed their minds yesterday. Maybe they sent in an assessor or something. Well convincing them


    was only going to cost me more money but going solo was going to make me richer or should I say


    Thalia and her baby richer.


    Then I remembered that the baby was without a name, I raised my eyebrows as I remembered the fact


    that I had not named the baby yet. “S*it!” I said to myself.


    “What?” Thalia asked.


    “You have not given me water,” I lied.


    “Ohhh im so sorry, I forgot,” she replied and ran to the kitchen. She walked back and handed me the


    ss of water.


    “Thank you fatty,” I replied and looked away.


    “No, you did not just call me Fatty!”


    “Thalia, I’m tired and need to rest,” I said as I handed her the ss. She looked like she was going to


    hit me but closed her eyes and walked away.