Natasha indeed resumed work late that morning. Usually, she resumes work by 8AM but here was she, just signing in by 9PM. As she approached her desk, Fernando quickly ran to her, “hey Natasha.”
“Hi, “Natasha greeted. “Are you so weak that you allow another man take me away?”
“This wound on my nose?” Huxley pointed to the cut on his nose. “It happened while I was fighting hard not to let him have you. You know I just can’t sit down and let him take you away.”
“What exactly happened yesterday. I remembered going to the toilet but I don’t know what happened after. How did Huxley came into view?” Natasha demanded for an explanation.
“After you left the table yesterday, I waited for you for almost twenty minutes but I didn’t see you so I knew something was wrong. I had to go to the female toilet to search for you and there were you, laying unconscious. I immediately carried you out to my car in an attempt to take you to the hospital.” Fernando said.
“I had barely driven a few meters away from the restaurant when a car came to block me. Before I knew what was going on, Huxley had already stepped out with about two other men. I came down to challenge them but they overpowered me and then took you away,” Huxley lied.
Natasha sighed, not knowing he was lying. “Alright.” Then she began to walk to her desk.
As soon as she sat, Fernando appeared again, “I’m so sorry our much anticipated dinner ended that way.”
Our much anticipated? Natasha repeated those three words in her mind. When did she ever anticipate having a dinner with Fernando? “I need to resume work, I’m already late.” Natasha had to slyly tell him to leave.
“Perhaps, we can have dinner another time?”
“Of course not. I’m not so less busy to be going out on dinners. I’ve got lots of things to do. Please don’t pester me about going to dinner with you again, understood?” Natasha cleared him.
“Oh!” Fernando felt embarrassed. “Alright. Don’t be angry, okay?”
“I think you should leave. Everyone is working, you can’t come and stand behind me here and be talking,” Natasha said.
“Okay then, talk to you by break period,” then he left.
By break period? Natasha clenched her jaw, she didn’t even wish to have conversations with this man anymore. What exactly is wrong with him? She had told him during dinner yesterday that whatever he thinks will happen between them will never happen.
At the end of work that day, Natasha returned home and buried herself in a workload of research, trying to find a solution to Dmitry’s mother health problem. As for the Laboratory, it’s still under construction but she knew they will be done soon. There, he will be able to test out some of her discoveries.
After a couple of hours, she got tired and went to eat. It was when she was eating that Naomi walked swiftly to her, “I think the girl child may be sick.”
Natasha abandoned her food at once and went to check on her babies, the boy was doing well but the girl’s face was pale. Since she’s not skilled when it comes to treating babies, she immediately carried her and told Naomi, “you stay with the boy, I’ll carry her to the hospital.”
To which Naomi replied, “okay.”
When Natasha got to the hospital, a ward was administered for the baby after which some texts were carried out.
“Your daughter had anemia, “says the doctor who just walked in with the test result.
“So what to do?” Natasha asked.
“We need someone of her blood type that can donate blood to her, we’ll handle the rest.” The doctor said.
“Get the blood from me immediately then,” Natasha said. Believing her blood sample is exactly the same with her children.
“We’ll need to know make a test on you to know your blood type first before we know if you can donate.”
“But I’m her mother,” Natasha answered.
“It doesn’t matter. Please come with me for the test,” the doctor gestured. Natasha followed the doctor and went for the blood test. Since the result will be out in less than five minutes, she decided to wait around.
“You can’t donate blood to your daughter,” says the doctor.
Natasha became confused, she collected the test result and saw that her blood group was quiet different from that of her baby.
“That doesn’t mean you aren’t the mother. It only means that her father will seem to be in a better position to donate the blood. And the blood transfusion needs to be done very fast.” The doctor said and then excused himself.
Natasha exhaled. How come she knew less about how blood transfusion works. Well, it’s impossible for her to know all there is about medicine. She had barely learnt it for ten months whereas, the doctors had spent almost a decade of their life in school.
Natasha walked back to her baby’s ward and sat beside the sick daughter. So she will need to contact the father now, this is such a big problem for her. How will she tell Dmitry that she needs him to donate blood.
Natasha stood and went in search of the doctor, “hey, can it be anyone else? Must it be the father?”
“Anyone with a blood group as your daughter can donate but we’ll have to run test on anyone you bring. However, the surest and fastest route is her father,” the doctor explained.
Natasha quickly called Naomi, “please come over right now.”
In thirty minutes, Naomi appeared and her blood was tested. Natasha was hoping that her blood group will match that of her daughter, that way, she would not need Dmitry.
But the result came out negative.
Natasha sent Naomi away and buried her head in her palm. She knew she needed to act fast, she can’t put her daughter’s live in danger cause she’s trying to keep a secret.
Then she called Dmitry’s line. Since she now have his personal line, however, it was not answered. As expected, he’s mostly busy.
While tapping her foot on the floor anxiously, wondering if to call him back, his call came through.
She answered swiftly, “hey.”
“Hey.” Came his response.
“Erm… Naomi’s daughter is sick. Seriously sick and she needs someone with a particular blood group to donate. I’ve tested the blood group of everyone around me but none matches, I do not know if yours can match.”
“Naomi should call me.” Dmitry spoke.
“She would have but she didn’t have your direct line and I would not give your number to anyone unless you permit it.” Natasha said.
“I said the last time that I wouldn’t pester her and her kids anymore. But it seems she’s the one pestering me now.” Dmitry spoke.
“Please forgive her attitude.” Natasha pleaded.
There was silence for a few seconds then he asked, “what hospital?”
Natasha stated the name of the hospital and then the call came to an end.
Natasha hoped that he gets here very quickly. It took forty five minutes before Dmitry appeared. He appeared with Yuri.
“Thank you so much for coming.” Natasha then took Dmitry to the laboratory where his blood sample was tested.
The doctor claimed it match and then, Dmitry’s blood was collected and transfused to the daughter.
Yuri wondered why Natasha was so sure that Dmitry’s blood matches that of the baby. Yuri had always had his doubts about the kids. Maybe they were never Naomi’s kids, maybe they were Natasha’s kids.
A year ago, he had sent a woman to keep the company of his boss at the club but before the woman gets there, Dmitry was already spending his night with another woman who claimed to be the woman he was expecting. It seemed that woman is Natasha. Afterall, Natasha had come to Dmitry a few weeks later telling him she was pregnant for him.
And perhaps, these kids were the product of that pregnancy. But why will she be hiding it from his boss? Although a DNA test had been performed and it was proved that the kids are not for Dmitry, Yuri still felt there is something off.
So he secretly said to the doctor, “you already have Mr. Dmitry’s blood sample, right?”
“That’s right,” came the doctor’s response.
“Good. Take the woman’s daughter blood sample too and run a DNA test. I do not want anyone to know about this, not even Mr. Dmitry. Send the text result to my mail.” Yuri commanded the doctor.
“Alright.”
Whereas, Natasha and Dmitry were outside of the ward that Natasha’s daughter were. “Thank you so much for coming through.”
“Are you sure the kids are not yours?” Dmitry expressed his doubts once again.
Natasha’s heart skipped. Took a while before she responded. “You still do not believe I terminated my pregnancy then?”
“I’m only saying if I eventually find out the kids are yours, in which case they may be invariably mine. You would stop seeing the favorable side of me.” Dmitry added. “I did not see any reason why you will hide such a huge revelation from me. So I ask for the last time, are the kids yours?”
Natasha hesitated, before she could utter a word, Dmitry had already turned from her and was beginning to walk away. Should she just confess that the kids are his? Afterall, he looked like one that would dote so much on the kids.
But he would not seize the kids from her, will he? He will accept the kids, yes but what about her? Plus he rejected her pregnancy then, practically, he does not even deserve the kids.
Natasha insisted on not telling him the truth still. Afterall, a DNA test had already been conducted and it proved that the kids aren’t for him. So she really doesn’t have any reason to worry. He will tell him when the kids are of age but not now. That’s his reward for turning her down when she came to him with the pregnancy in her belly.