Trisha hoped in her heart for things to happen in her favor, but she also prepared her heart for any breaking that may await her. She managed to make her face show a polite smile despite how nervous she was feeling inside. They arrived at the Vero's residential compound. There are four separate buildings with similar designs and sizes, standing on the sides, two to the left and two to the right. There was a wide garden with colorful flowers and various plants in front of a wooden gazebo next to the buildings to the right, while on the opposite side was a convertible indoor-outdoor eighteen by forty feet size swimming pool - it has a sliding glass cover which covers the pool when they want it used as an indoor pool, while they could slide the glass cover open to convert it into an outdoor pool. It was also because there were a lot of trees around that Chloe Vero chose to have the covers installed. From the gates, Trisha could tell this man beside her in the car was someone among the
Chloe and Franco were standing right at the porch of their house while waiting for the pair of young people approaching in their direction. “Look how pouty is our little Denny,” Chloe giggled as she whispered to her husband.“Oh, honey…” Franco sighed in response to his playful wife.Franco wanted to stop his wife, but it had been an argument between the couple, which Franco had never won. And he could not totally blame his wife. They had Denny in their forties, and during that time, the struggle on their business and career was starting to have a good break that they had the time to spend more with Denny compared to when they had their first two children. They had the best financial stability when Denny was born, and though they were worried they wouldn’t be too young and as energetic as when they were younger when they guided Denny growing up, they could support Denny in anything he would fancy to be in the medical world. They paved his way to the top, just to realize in the end th
“We did not know anything about this,” the elder Vero replied with a troubled expression. Franco was worried about Denny and Denisse colliding with each other again.“I was annoyed at how he looked down on Aleah during that time, so I told her Aleah is my wife,” Denny smiled as he told his dad about what happened. Franco Vero was astonished to see a different side of his youngest son, despite how he assumed the topic to be sensitive. Considering it had anything to do with Denisse, the father was quite admitted he expected Denny to express annoyance. But that assumption seemed to have been flushed, totally vanished. He could not believe what he was hearing, and so he could not keep asking to clarify things. He will have to tell his wife about it later when Denny leaves to go to his villa by the mountainside. “You mean Denisse went to your place recently?” Asked the father. “Yeah,” Denny laughed breathily. “She seemed to know I have someone living with me in my house because she was
When Denny arrived at where Trisha was with his mom, Chloe, the two ladies were lively talking. Trisha had her back to him while his mom was facing his direction, but he heard Trisha laugh softly.“Come on in, you two!” Chloe gleefully waved her hands at the father and son as they approached the dining hall. Trisha turned her face to look at the incomers. She smiled; although her smile was as polite as earlier, Denny did not see any hint of distress in her mien. Denny walked to sit beside Trisha, but Chloe asked her son to sit on the spot between his mom and dad while Trisha would be alone on the other side. “I will take the seat right across from yours, mom,” Denny politely declined. Chloe laughed when he heard her son’s response to her requests.Trisha could not make any comment. She did not know what to say, either. She bit her cheeks discreetly. The meal went harmonious. The family would speak of business Trisha was not familiar with, so she meekly sat along with the Vero famil
Denny kept observing Trisha as they left the residential compound, but he could not detect what was wrong. He could not even point the thought out because it was so faint to tell, although he could sense it somehow. Trisha was on her best behavior. She was polite as usual, obedient, and silent when not asked. “Honey…?” Denny called out casually.Trisha replied right away. “Hmmm, yes?” “Is there anywhere you want to go?” Denny asked. He was satisfied to hear her respond comfortably. It made him realize he might have just been overthinking. She did not sound any different, nor were her reactions and all. He drove slowly to wait for her answer to his queries. He was hoping she would say she wanted to see her mom. It’s been a week since the last time she went to visit their patient. He could suggest going there, but Denny wanted to hear Trisha’s thoughts.“I cannot think of anything other than my mom, but I can go there alone next time,” Trisha replied politely. Then a thought suddenl
“Which way?” Asked Denny as he led Trisha into the hospital lobby. There was the information desk facing the entrance; from there, they would have to choose which direction to go, to the left wing or to the right. And by the end of both hallway directions, there were the elevators to take them which floor they were going to see their patient’s ward. Next to the lift was a fire exit on the right. Trisha did not reply verbally; instead, she pointed at the elevator to the left. Her mom’s ward was on the fifth floor of the left wing of the building. They walked a few more steps to get into the lift with Denny’s right arm still hanging on Trisha’s shoulders. Anyone to see them would never have thought they are just bound with a client and service girl arrangement. The man was somehow protective of the girl not to be bumped around with many people walking along, and across the hallway going in and out, while some were from the same and opposite directions to where they were heading, while
Claudette concluded on her own that the two were romantically involved. She was convinced she was right based on a few points she considered. The two came on a weekend. The man expressed personal gratitude even through a simple word of saying he was thankful along with a firm, warm handshake, with his left hand atop Claudette’s hand in his hold as they shook. In Claudette’s understanding, his gestures were indeed conveying sincere appreciations. She was happy they were glad of her services. “I actually do that. The doctors here said it would motivate the patient to regain consciousness when they hear someone constantly speaking to them. So, I would read her this book whenever I seat her beside her,” Claudette replied. “Thank you so much, Mrs. Murphy!” Trisha’s voice was shaky as she looked up from the other side of the bed, embracing her mom cautiously. Trisha felt emotional. She was glad even to only hear that her mom would regain her consciousness. She’s been on the hospital bed
Denny went to speak with the doctor in charge and came back with Trisha alone with her mom, Elaine, in the ward. “Honey…? Where is she?” Denny pointed at the chair where Claudette was seated when they arrived earlier. “I asked what she wanted to drink and eat for snacks so I can go get something for her, but she insisted she would buy so I can spend some time alone with mom,” Trisha replied.“She is so kind,” Denny moved closer and whispered to Trisha. “I like her a lot!”Then Denny moved back to look at the girl on her face with a silly smile. “But don’t let her know about that, okay?” Denny murmured again. “She might like me back. I am afraid of that happening.”The two shared suppressed laughter with their hands in their mouths, covering, as they both looked back in the direction of the door. They seemed to have the same fear that the person they mentioned was already back and heard what Denny just said. “I like her, too,” Trisha shrugged her shoulders as she giggled after maki