Chapter 4: His Will

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OLIVER Pov.

"... he's going to be fine now..." A deep voice sounded, waking me up from my slumber.

My body stirred. Everything was in a haze.

My eyes slowly opened, and gradually adjusted to the morning light of the room.

"Grandpa Oliver!" Andrew sighed in relief.

Yea, I forgot I was aging rather quickly to be called a grandpa. And the dream I had was so fulfilling too...

"Mr.Oliver." A rough voice coughed, breaking the conversation.

"I suggest you rest rather than waste your breaths on... this story.You almost missed your medicine."

"...and died. Your fault technically mister stupid Dr." A kid murmured.

"Shut it Alexandra, you'll be first on my lists of patients which need that treatment." DR. Taylor glared.

He was scary as always. That sure shut up him up.

The children around the room looked disappointed. They furrowed their eyebrows in full recognition of the situation.

"No, I will... continue." I said, bewildering everyone in the hospital room.

"But Mr-"

"Please..." I knew I was being stubborn, but I have my reasons.

The children looked hopeful, but guilty at the same time.

I knew Dr. Taylor was angry, He hated being interrupted.

"Do what you want." He grimaced, slamming a fist against the door as He walked out of the room.

"You think he's okay?" Alyssa asked, worried.

"Don't... worry about him ." I coughed. I was forgetting my lungs were depleting air.

" He worries too much is all."

The children laughed, "Yea that's true."

"Now, where were we? Ah, that's right, I was in his car."

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