When I received the message coming from the company, I slowly felt the teardrops falling from my eyes. I knew from the very start when Tessa entered the building she would do anything just to get rid of me. She would use her influence on people just to kick me out of the company. I tried my best to earn that position, and I didn't do anything against anyone before having that. It was just destiny that brought me to see Tessa again. I don't know if destiny itself wants me to be miserable or lose my mind. From the time that I revealed my affair with William, things got tougher. Sometimes, I almost agree that these happenings in my life were a punishment coming from above, but what more do they want from me? Aren't they satisfied with what happened to me? I lost my son whom people might think was the reason why I got punished. And now, he's gone, why do these unfortunate events continue? I sat down in bed and continued staring at the message from the company. I sighed after that and whi

"I'm the donor. I'm Type O," Nicholas was looking at me while saying those words. I was surprised to know that the reason why he rushed all the way here, was because he was willing to donate blood for Mama Lynette. I didn't expect that he would be kind to us like this. Honestly, ever since I experienced being rejected by William, and being bullied by his wife, Tessa, I almost thought that rich people were like that. They look down on people, and they think of themselves as superior to everyone. They don't care about other people's condition, as long as they could fulfill their selfish desires, they will continue using us. That's what was inside my head before listening to what Nicholas told me. With a stuttering voice, I asked him, "Are you sure about that?" "Vanessa, this is an emergency. I also don't have time to look for other donors, but myself. Why would I find others if I could donate on my own?" He asked while looking at me. I was speechless. I don't know what to say, but b

"Ms. Vanessa, I'm sorry but your mother died," The nurse said as soon as I answer the call. Everything instantly went blank after what she said. I was currently holding my drink when I heard what she said. Even though I got enough energy already since I ate and had some fresh air outside the hospital, I instantly felt weak. I looked at Nicholas. He was staring at me, and I could see that he was telling me something, but I don't understand what it was. Tears suddenly fell from my eyes while still holding my phone. I put down the phone weakly and didn't say another word. Nicholas gave me a confused look because of that. "Vanessa, what is it? Why are you crying?" He asked while looking at me in worry. "M... My mother... She died..." I said while stuttering. Nicholas immediately pulled me closer to him and hugged me. My head was leaning unto his shoulder while he was touching my back. I know that I was crying, but I don't have the strength to speak. My eyes were continuously crying,

I spent my day at the hospital after being bought by Nicholas since I had a fever from yesterday. The doctor also told me to rest first even though I also wanted to go home. I tried my best to leave, but the nurses of the hospital told me that Nicholas strictly told them not to let me. He even sent some food for me to eat. At first, I tried to ignore everything he sent for me, but the nurses tried their best to persuade me. I ate just a bit, but I ended up not finishing all of it. I remained lying in bed while staring at the ceiling. I can only hear the sound of the machine beside me, and the ticking of the clock. The nurses told me that Nicholas already left after sending me the things I need. Again, I'm alone in this suffocating place. The last time I got here was the time when I was still with Mama Lynette. But now, I'm here all alone without anyone to stay by my side. I stared at the ceiling and started thinking about random things. Am I going to be like this forever? Do I have t

The time we stayed at the hospital was a bit pressuring. I tried to listen to Nicholas and Dr. Melendez's conversation. They were really serious about their plans as if they already knew they would earn an excellent result. I also got to know who Dr. Melendez was. He also told me I should get used to his presence since he'll be my surgeon for the upcoming operation tomorrow and the following days to maintain my appearance. He's a very kind person. I felt comfortable dealing with him which I also think was very good. After a few hours of conversing with Dr. Melendez and familiarizing myself with what will happen for tomorrow, we finally decided to leave the hospital. Nicholas and I entered the car. I sighed while staring at the road when I realized that Nicholas was staring at me. So, I raised an eyebrow while looking at him. "What?" I asked. He smiled a bit and started the engine. "Do you want to go somewhere else first before we go back?" He asked. I looked at him confused about