"Mr Jerome, I cannot tell you when your Wife is dying and if she will eventually survive it, but I want to encourage you to accept whatever fate has for you, as it only has the power to control everything. Trust your love and be positive." The doctor consoled him and Jerome took a deep breath and the doctor handed him a tissue."Thanks." Jerome said, and wiped his tears and nose."You are always welcome, Mr Jerome." The doctor replied.Jerome realized there was no point in talking to the doctor, he is going to embark on Research, Stacy cannot die no matter what.He left the doctor's office and went to Stacy's ward, before he opened the door, he cleaned his tears carefully, trying to get a grip of himself as he wouldn't want Stacy to see him in such condition.As he was about to push the door, an old woman came up to him and strange enough, she held Jerome's hands and patted his shoulder while he just watched, trying to understand what's going on."Don't worry, my son, everything will
*The State station*Mr Moses was still at the cell, feeling miserable, confused and most of all, furious.An officer came to his cell and unlocked it."You have a guest." The officer announced, taking off the key from the cell."I don't want to see anyone." Mr Moses replied.The officer grinned."Great, maybe you are enjoying your stay here. I will go ahead and tell your lawyer you are not interested in seeing him." The officer replied and started walking."Wait…" Mr. Moses stopped him.The officer paused and gave him what the heck are you calling me for look."Did I heard you said my lawyer?" Mr Moses asked."I guess you ain't dumb, are you?" The officer scoffed, and Mr. Moses had to apologize to the officer before he let him met with the lawyer.He was taken to the waiting room where his lawyer was seated, and they were being monitored by two officers."I saw the news and I figured out as your lawyer, you will be needing my help." The lawyer said."Samuel, can you believe what they
Mr Adams and Ryan took their seats after giving Jerome a nasty look.Jerome closed his eyes and opened them."The meeting was scheduled for 10:00, can you check the time now?" Jerome asked.Ryan chuckled."It's 11:20, and so?" Ryan answered."The meeting was supposed to start by ten but you rudely decided to waste our time. You should apologize for that." Jerome said, in a demanding tone."Oh, you think I should? Why should I? I can come whatever time I want, and the meeting has to wait, you know why? Coz I'm the CEO, do I need to spell that for you?" Ryan said, laughing."Yeah, continue laughing and show everyone how much of a fool you are!" Jerome spat. "Enough, Jerome!" Mr Adams cut in."No, why don't you tell your mannerless son to shut up! If you had taught him some manners, he would have known better to come to a meeting early as a new CEO, fool." Jerome ranted."If I were you, I will watch my tone because I can get you fired and there is nothing you can do." Ryan blurted."En
"Debbie, the fate of our company is in your hands. Better get it done, even though Jerome's company has already suffered losses and can't match ours, but I saw it on the News that the culprit was caught and very soon they may get back on their feet." Her Dad stated.Debbie nodded."I told you Dad, I'm on it. Just give me more time, please." She said and levy the house, as she doesn't want Jerome to return to the hospital before she arrives there.*Debbie alighted in front of the hospital and gave it a quick stare before removing her sunglass and made her way to the reception.She met a Lady in her mid-twenties at the receptionist counter, and she assumed she must be the receptionist."Um, hey." Debbie said."Hey, do you need any help?" The lady replied."I'm looking for a lady, Stacy." Debbie replied."Um, are you her relative?" The lady asked and Debbie nodded negatively."Unfortunately, Stacy is not allowed to get visited by strangers. You cannot meet her." The lady said and shut a
"What is this?" Jerome bellowed, throwing the pregnancy papers in Stacy's face. His dark hair was disheveled, his eyes wild with rage. "How could you be pregnant? You know you're not supposed to be!" Stacy sat frozen on the couch, the papers fluttering to the floor around her. "It's not my fault," she stammered, trying to defend herself. "You're the one who...who..." "Don't you dare try to pin this on me!" Jerome roared, his voice shaking the room. "I was drunk, you took advantage of me,” Jerome replied. "You think being drunk gives you an excuse?" Stacy retorted, standing up to face him. "You're a grown man, you should know better. And don't you dare try to blame me for what happened? I'm not the one who initiated anything. You're the one who couldn't control yourself." "Oh please," Jerome scoffed. "Don't act like some innocent victim. You know you wanted this, that is why you planned it. You wanted it just as much, if not more." Stacy recoiled as if struck. "That's not true.”
Stacy sat in the doctor's office next to Jerome, feeling numb. The events of the past week were still fresh in her mind, and she couldn't help but feel like a failure. She had tried everything she could to avoid this moment, to avoid having to make this decision, but it seemed like fate had other plans. It had been a week of hell, Jerome had been relentless in his pursuit of an abortion, refusing to listen to her protests and pleas. He had threatened to divorce her right away, to take away everything she had worked so hard for. The last straw that made her agree was when he threatened to remove his company partnership from her family’s company which will make her father’s company likely crumble because the investors they have been getting since Jerome partnered with them will all pull out. The thought of her family losing everything she because of her was unbearable and she had felt trapped like she had no other choice. Jerome had promised to keep the partnership after their divor
Stacy lay sprawled on the floor of her room, crying bitterly. The doctor's words echoed in her head like a persistent drumbeat: "You have to choose between having an abortion which will cost you your life or trying to give birth to your baby which will also cost you your life. Having an abortion makes you die quickly but giving birth to the baby gives you a chance to spend some more being alive. You have to choose between these two but in all, make a wise decision." The choice before her seemed impossible. How could she choose between her own life and that of her unborn child? And yet, deep down, she knew that she really didn't have a choice to make because either way she was going to die– by birthing her child or by carrying an abortion. She couldn't stop regretting allowing herself to get seduced by drunk Jerome if not she wouldn't have ended up in this situation. She regretted not sticking to their marriage rules which would have been her life Savior. Stacy yelled as the unendin
Dressed simply, Jerome reluctantly went to meet Debbie in the five-star hotel where they were to meet and finalize their upcoming marriage. At first, he had been unwilling to go, as he had been worried about Stacy. It took a lot of time and coaxing before she agreed to come out of her room the previous day and even eat under Jerome’s supervision, who suddenly turned caring to her. Even in her broken state, Stacy had shown surprise at seeing how Jerome cared for her which she noticed but because she thought he was only pitying her, she never gave it a lot of thought. As he entered the hotel, he saw Debbie sitting at the table she reserved for them. She looked elegant and composed, a stark contrast to how he felt inside. “Hello hubby, nice meeting you again,” Debbie said on seeing Jerome walking in her direction. As he got to the table she had reserved for them, he sat down. “Good day Ms Debbie,” Jerome tried to be formal and at the same time polite, and a little frown settled on