Second Chance

Take her to the hospital

Weeks later, Sylvia got used to the life of a beggar. Every morning she would be sent away by the owner of the stores for sleeping under their shade.

Whenever Sonia and her bunch of friends passed by. They laugh at her.
Sylvia was dirty and she had the same clothes on since the day, she was sent out.

One night she was robbed of her phone and the valuable things with her.
Before Carlos caught them, they had sold the things they stole.
Carlos sent them into the Red Zone in his basement, the place where people suffer for their crimes in the Red Scar's clan.

She had few savings but when she ran out of money. She had no choice than to beg from passerby.
Some pity and help her while some never cared. Sylvia hatred for Carlos grew.

Little did she know that Carlos would spend most of his time watching her.
He would send his men to pretend as a kind passerby and give her money.
She never knew that!

Carlos on the other side felt restless watching her beg. He sent some of his subordinates to give her food as a nice passerby. She collected it and did not suspect them.

Carlos couldn't watch it again. So he arranged for some things. And he planned to take her with him.

It was Saturday afternoon, the streets were busy as the sun was very bright.
Sylvia was in a isolated place as she watched the busy streets.

It was a slum area where rich people hardly go. People noticed the girl and they thought she was a beggar. They also noticed a white Porsche was always parked around that place.
People suspected that she had a link to the owner of the car. The residents were poor commoners who could only admire the grand car. Children would try to touch it but their mothers warned them so as to not get into trouble.

So the gossiping neighbors made rumors that she was from a rich home and her parents forced her to marry a rich imbecile, then she ran away and end up becoming a beggar and the owner of the car was sent to watch her.

After the rumors spread out, people would look at her intently and wondered if it was true. Sylvia didn't know any of this.

Carlos watched her in from his white Porsche. He looked at her ravishing figure from distance and thought that she was beautiful no matter how dirty she looked. He watched her how she innocently watch the streets.

Sylvia was quiet and calm but suddenly she felt the urge to throw up. She found a dirty place and vomited. A young woman passing by offered a bottle of water to clean her mouth.

She thanked her and rinsed her mouth. Sylvia thought people were nice in this slum area. She never knew that it was all Carlos doing.

She vomited a few times till she got better. When Carlos noticed this, he had guessed something was wrong with her. Or maybe she hate something bad.

Carlos planned to take her with him when it was evening. Sylvia started to crave for food as she looked at the people selling food. She didn't want to steal because she craved for food,  so she controlled her self.

Evening came as Carlos got ready to take her with him no matter what.

People began to close  for the day.
After the streets became silent. Sylvia looked for a place to stay as the sky turned dark and cloudy. It seems like it was really not a good rain.

A cold wind began fiercely blowing anything that was of less weight.
Sylvia ran looking for a suitable place for hiding as her hair blew.

Carlos came out from his car and called out to her. Sylvia stopped as she met Carlos gaze.
Soon rain began heavily.

"Come here! Sylvia the rain is heavy" He yelled in the mist of chaos.

"No! stay away from me I don't need your help" she yelled back as her wedding night memories flashed.

He gritted his teeth and realized she would be stubborn. He sent some of his men to get her.

But when Sylvia quickly saw Carlos men were after her. She started running in the heavy rain as the men pursued her.

They were close to catching her when a car from no where speedily drove and abruptly hit Sylvia. BANG! BANG!.

Sylvia fell and passed out. Carlos men quickly rushed after the car. They had placed a tracker on the car. So they went after it.

Carlos rushed towards the Sylvia who was lying unconsciously on the wet floor. He called her name few times but there was no answer.

"Sylvia?"

No answer.

"Sylvia?"

No answer.

He picked her up swiftly and carried her in his arms in a bridal style.

He looked at her wet face that was hidden by her wet blonde hair. Her lips were juicy and pink that it was so tempting. She looked beautiful even with her eyes closed. He picked few strands of her wet hair and placed it behind her ears.

He carried her into his white Porsche and drove towards the nearby hospital quickly. He carefully drove because the roads was slippery. He noticed she was slightly shivering, so he took of his coat and draped on her exposed shoulders.  He couldn't help but steal glances at her beautiful face while he drove.

Soon he reached the hospital. The nurses quickly attend to her after realizing who he was.

They rushed her to the operating theatre. The doctors quickly attend to Sylvia.

Carlos face turned pale and he looked impatient. People that knew him thought she must be really important to him.

Soon the doctors came out after a hour.

"Mr.Evans, the lady you brought has minor injuries b-u-t...."

"But what!"

"You have to be patient because she is CARRYING TWINS!"

Carlos froze....

Was that his children.........