LOVE BURIED WITH MY SON

“Say whatever you want. I don’t have time for this, David. If you won’t hear me out, I’ll do things my way,” I said, walking toward Dr. Morris and dragging him to the door.

“We need to return to the hospital, Dr. Morris. My son needs your help,” I told him. “I will explain everything on our way. The taxi is waiting outside,” I added in a hurry.

“You’re not going anywhere, Cynthia. Dr. Morris isn’t done treating Karen yet,” David grumbled. He glowered at me like a beast ready to prey on those who were weak against them. “Stop making a scene and leave. Don’t bother Dr. Morris,” he warned.

“I would not be doing this for nothing, David. Jeremy had a heart attack and he needed to see the doctor now. His life is in danger! Would you rather let your son live just to fool around with your other woman?” I said, clenching my fists.

“Ah!”

A heavy palm landed on my face. David was clenching his jaws as he continued glaring at me. “How dare you make things up? Are you that desperate to get my attention to even lie about your son’s condition? I saw Jeremy earlier and he was fine! Stop spouting nonsense and leave, Cynthia!”

“Do you think I’m only making things up? We both know I care for Jeremy more than you do. I wouldn’t put my son’s life in danger just so you would look at me. But please, let Dr. Morris return to the hospital now. Jeremy needs an urgent treatment!” I insisted. I was ready to kneel in front of him just so he wouldn’t stop us when Karen suddenly cried.

“Ah! My knees hurt, David. My head too.” She fell on the sofa and covered her eyes.

It was an obvious act that nobody would buy except for David who was a complete fool when it came to his childhood sweetheart.

“Look at what you did, Cynthia! Karen isn’t already feeling well and you had to come and make it harder for her!” David yelled in my face. He rushed to where Karen was to comfort her.

“You wouldn’t even doubt her but you always question my words, huh? What do I need to make you believe me just this once, David? Jeremy…” I could no longer hold back my tears so I let them flow down my face. “Jeremy needs a doctor and he needs you too!”

“Enough. Just go. Leave Dr. Morris alone. He still needs to check on Karen’s condition,” David coldly said. He wouldn’t even look at me.

“Ahem. Excuse me, Mrs. Brown,” Dr. Morris mumbled before heading back to Karen to check on her.

“I’m so sorry, Cynthia. I think other doctors can take care of Jeremy in case you’re telling the truth about his condition. After all, David owns the best hospital in the city. As it is the best hospital, the doctors are also talented,” Karen said and began faking her tears.

“Ah! I’m only concerned about Jeremy’s condition. Why are you looking at me like that?” she mumbled before burying her face on David’s chest.

“Cynthia, leave!”

“I am not a dog, David. Just to remind you, I am still your wife. You can do whatever you want but you should be ashamed of yourself right now. I don’t care if you screw bitches or what, just let Dr. Morris take care of my son and I’ll get out of your sight!” I faced David despite my fear of him hitting me again.

I could endure his slaps as long as he would listen to my request.

David stood and walked toward me. He scoffed before swinging his right hand to slap me again.

I felt my neck got slightly twisted by his slap. Even my body fell on the cold floor because of the impact. A tear fell on my eye but I held it in. I tasted blood on my lips but still, I wouldn’t stop begging for my son’s sake.

Crawling, I grabbed David by his ankle and slowly bowed my head. I could feel the hard floor on my forehead and Karen’s annoying giggles felt suffocating but I ignored it.

“David, please. Let Dr. Morris treat Jeremy. It’s been more than an hour. He needs proper treatment from the doctor. Please,” I begged, not letting go of him.

He kicked me several times but I held tighter. I was willing to get humiliated as much as he wanted in exchange for the doctor who could save Jeremy.

“Please. Just this one, please.”

“I said, enough! Guards! Drag this woman outside the gate and make sure to lock up so she won't enter again!” David ordered his men who were on standby.

“N-No, David. For Jeremy’s sake… Please! Jeremy is your son, too! Why won’t you listen to me? David!” I cried as the guards held me tightly in my arms and pulled me away from David.

“Let me go! I need to knock sense on that bastard’s head so he’ll listen to me. Let me go!”

The guards said nothing in response and just quietly threw me outside the gate. I groaned when my back fell on the pebbles on the ground. It was so frustrating that I grabbed a handful of pebbles and threw them at the gate.

“If something happens to Jeremy, I will not forgive you, David!” I yelled as I cried.

I wasn’t done cursing David when I heard my phone ring. My heartbeat skipped when I saw the hospital number flashing on the screen.

“Jeremy… Please, hold on, sweetheart. Don’t give up on me,” I mumbled before answering the call.

“Mrs. Brown?” an unfamiliar voice said from the other line. “Please don’t be shocked. The patient, Jeremy Brown is dying. He wanted to see you right now. Please hurry back to the hospital to see him…”

“O-Oh!” I didn’t listen to what else the lady had to say. My knees gave up but I forced them to stand as I groggily walked to the taxi. I couldn’t remember how I begged the driver to drive fast back to the hospital that time.

I was only thinking of getting there by whatever means to see my son.