The Angel's Stigma

Chapter-26- A Good News

Kim's POV:

I flew to Milan two weeks ago and was currently in the middle of a meeting with Vegas and that asshole Mikhail at my new office...I was so excited to have finally shifted everything, all my businesses and underworld affairs here and now I can happily settle down with the love of my life and our baby girl...I was grinning and having happy bubbles bursting inside me, until my phone started ringing and it was Macau...Weird..This cousin of mine never calls me..What's the special occasion I wonder?!...

I picked up the call without giving a shit to the other people in the room and I could see Vegas clenching his jaw in anger...Now that's the expression that brings me the most satisfaction, well ofcourse no one can beat my baby to that game to be very clear..

"Hey."

"What is it, my dear cousin?"

I asked in a mocking tone..

"You need to come back...well your wife..."

Macau suddenly stopped talking and from the background cries and screams of Thankun and Porsche were heard...

"Porchay...Chay...what's wrong? Wake up...Chay.."

My heartbeat started racing hearing Porchay's name and I panicked as the call got disconnected...I abruptly got off my seat and tried calling Macau again, but no answer..

"What's wrong Kim?"

Vegas and Mikhail asked in unison as they adjourned the meeting..

"I don't know...Something happened to Chay...My baby...I need to go to Thailand...I have to go back."

"Calm down...Relax Kim."

Mikhail gently tapped on my shoulder and forced me to seat down...This bastard..Vegas came infront of me and helped me control my unstable breathing...

"Breathe."

"Everything's gonna be okhay. Nop get the jet ready...We are going back home."

Fuck...fuck...fuckk...I shouldn’t have agreed to that dumb condition of Porsche and Khun...I shouldn’t have left my baby alone in Thailand...Please Porchay...please be okhay...I can't affort to loose you...I need you baby...I need you so fucking much...Please be alright...I'm coming my love...I'm coming for you...

Porchay's POV:

I woke up with a rushing headache and dizziness. As my eyes got adjusted to the lighting, I slowly looked around and saw a person writing something in a white notepad.

"Doctor Top."

I called out as I figured I had previously known the person.

"Oh...looks like you are back in your senses..How are you feeling?"

Dr.Top helped to to sit up and comfortably adjust myself. He bagan checking my BP and pulse rate. 

"Just a slight headache and nauseous."

I answered in a low voice. I fell like I will throw up within a minute if I open my mouth.

"Do you want to throw up?"

"No...I think I can..."

Even before I could finish my answer, the strong urge took over me and I rushed to the  bathroom, throwing up everything I had ate in the morning.

"There...there...It's gonna be fine..Here you go."

Doc rubbed my back as I kept on sticking my head into the toilet and finally after I was done, he helped me clean up . We got back to my bedroom and I was feeling so tired. Weird..I was perfectly healthy in the morning. Is something wrong with me? A sudden sense of panic rushed through my system and I started questioning the doc in a low , shivering voice...