Wrong Injection

CHAPTER 49

I couldn't control my tears as I stroked the cold face of Veronica, with the fear I could lose her and my child. She had been like this for so long, and wasn't responding to treating. I was slowly dying along with them but I didn't know what to do. I wished I could do something but I was completely powerless, I hated myself so much for being useless in the situation.

"Veronica I know you can hear me, please wake up. Ain't you tired of lying here helpless with all these sickening beeping machines supporting you? Come on, fashion shows which you love so much awaits you, can't believe you've missed a lot. I miss you, your dad miss you, the runway miss you as well. We all miss you so please wake up, do this for the baby please." I said every word tearing up then my phone beeped, I looked at it and it was a message from Veronica's dad. The message said he wouldn't forgive me if anything happens to her daughter. He send the same message almost every day, threatening to take my life if he loses his daughter. This mafia made the situation even worse for me, though he could not do anything more than to threaten me, he was just adding up to my stress.

"Mr West please excuse us." Dr jones walked in and said.

"Of course." I said and got up from my the bed and stood aside.

"It's time to check her up." He said.

"Of course go ahead." I watched as the nurse checked Veronica's infusion, and the doctor checked her heartbeat.

"Any improvement?" I asked the doctor.

"Still in the same state, I'm afraid we will have to operate on her if she's still in this condition in the next two months."

"Operation? Why?" My heart sank in my stomach.

"Hopefully the baby would be seven months by then, and it will be a perfect time to incubate him since the womb is no longer safe for him. I'm sorry if we don't do that his heart rate will keep dropping."

"Him?" I was confused why he referred my child as him.

"Yes Sultan, it's a boy. I'm sorry I forgot to tell you, we had to check his gender yesterday." Dr Jones apologized and I was happy to know I was having a boy.

"That's fine." My heart flooded with much joy as I looked at Veronica, wishing she was up to hear we made a boy.

"So as I was saying, his breathing is slowing each and everyday, he needs to be incubated as early as next two months."

"That's totally fine, but I hope Veronica will be fine as well?"

"I can't assure that, I'm sorry." He said and I sadly nodded as I looked at Veronica.
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I walked up to mom in the living room feeling tired and empty as always, but this time I was a little excited because I was going to have a baby boy, Dr jones gave me a reason to be a little happy today with the gender of my child. "Hey mom." I greeted.

"Hey." She replied without looking at me, as she buried her face in a book.

"Ain't you going to ask how my day was? Or visited Veronica?" I lowered my height in front of her, then she closed her book.

"How is Veronica doing?" She had been giving me attitude because I chose to sever ties with Milani.

"Same but I have good news." She looked at me. "We are having a boy." I said and she gasped.

"Really?" She excitedly asked and I nodded then she hugged me.

"This is great news Sultan, you have finally gotten a successor." She raked her fingers through my hair. "This is a great blessing, and Milani is having a girl, I'm so happy to know I'm going to be a grandma to two beautiful children." She said and my smiled faded away at the mentioning of Milani.

"I will be in my room." I said to her.

"Because I mentioned Milani?" She asked and I stood up.

"Will be back for dinner." I said walking away not wanting to talk about Milani obviously.

"She is here." Mom said and I stopped for a while before turning around to look at her and confirm what I heard.

"Who is here?" I asked with a confused look.

"Milani is here and she will be staying here." She said and I furrowed my brows, as my nose flared, boiling with immense anger.

"With all due respect mom who asked you to bring her here?" I clenched my teeth.

"Do I need permission to bring a woman carrying your child to your home?" She stood up and threw the book she was reading into one of the chairs in the living room. "Such insolence." She said and I angrily punched the wall, mom made me furious that night by bringing Milani into my house to stay.

"I don't care if you break down the house or break your hand. She is here to stay."

"Mom mom mom!" I yelled and punched the wall for the second time. I was losing it, I tried all my best to explain but she was not getting it.

"Go ahead, punch it again." She said and I stood there watching her furiously. "Come on break down the house." She provoked. 

"You are making this more difficult for me mom."

"I'm not, you are the one running away from your responsibility." She said and I exhaled rubbing my face, hating myself for not listening to Milani when she insisted I tell mom her child wasn't mine.

"I wish I could explain it to you but I don't know how to, mom just ask her to go back please." I pleaded.

"I'm not going to do that."