A Weapon Called Love || J.JK

5

"Oh god" I whispered in fear. I called my manager immediately to ask for help.

"What? Is she okay?" he asked me and what could I reply him??

"Now, I am going to admit her in the nearby hospital." I replied him. "Sir, err what about the meeting today? I know I should not be asking it but it's really important. If you aren't showing up, it will affect our relationship with our clients."

"..." I got dumb hearing that question but before I could answer it I felt the car stop in front of a hospital.

Stretcher was brought immediately by the assistants there. I rushed in with them as fast as I could and still my call was on.

I found two doctors rushing towards us and they immediately wanted to give her treatment.

I stood there with her lying on the bed as they were doing the formalities; I suddenly remembered the call and spoke to my manager immediately.

"What was it you were asking me?" I asked him and he replied hesitantly "Sir, about the meeting?" I didn't want to miss the meeting as I knew its importance and this has never happened, I decided to leave her with someone to accompany.

I moved a step back getting ready to reply him. But, I found something holding me back.

I was shocked to find her holding my hand.

She was holding it so tightly that I couldn't let her go. I realised I can't leave her like that.

"I am not leaving her." I replied. I got no reply from my manager for a moment. I got a reply a while later which was totally unexpected.

"I am proud of you sir." He replied after relieving from shock.

I got interrupted by a nurse meanwhile whom I noticed a while earlier but I failed to notice that she was speaking to me.

I asked her, "What?" in a confused manner.

She then started speaking to the other nurse who stood by her side in an irritated way.

"I said right, these days many guys care the least about their wife. They hardly know about their wife as they are all busy with their own business and fail in their duty. Poor girl and these guys should never get married, or better get married to business."

"Huh?" I stood dumb after hearing her speak rubbish.

"Excuse me, I was asking about her details which you hardly seemed to know of."

"Stop imagining things and first of all I am not her husband." I said.

"What? Err I am sorry..." she said apologetically.

"And what is it? Her name?" I asked her.