Nicholas POV
TWO DAYS LATER
It’s been two days since Monica was rushed to the hospital and there hasn’t been any sign of movement from her.
Sitting in the conference room, my thoughts continually drafted to Monica and I couldn’t help but check the watch on my wrist from time to time.
I was tapping my left foot on the floor, waiting patiently for the meeting to end. The endless talk of me Benjamin just made me furious but I had to control myself from bursting out
I never wanted to attend the meeting but Uncle Karl insisted, saying it was going to take my mind off Monica a bit. How I wish he could read my mind so he knew that my thoughts were still in Monica.
“Nicholas, did you hear anything I just uttered?” Mr Benjamin asked, jolting me out of my thoughts and attracting the eyes of everyone present in the meeting.
“What?” I asked, confusion evident in my voice.
“Are you even listening Nicholas?” Mr Paul asked, a frown on his face
“Listening to what?” I asked again and Mr john sighed in exhaustion.
“This is important Nicholas. Where was your mind? I can’t believe this?” Mr Benjamin said, his voice laced with frustration.
“I think we should reschedule this meeting,” Mr. Karl asked, his worried gaze on me “What do you all think?” Mr Karl asked, shifting his gaze from me to the other directors present in the room.
“Alright let’s do that” Mr Paul and Mr Benjamin uttered in unison.
“I’m sorry everyone. I’m just worried about_”
“We understand Nicholas. We know how much you care about Monica and how worried you are but this meeting has long been shifted” Mr John said.
“I know and I’m sorry. I promise to be more attentive in the next meeting” I said, sighing in exhaustion.
The directors began arranging their things and walking out of the conference room, one at a time until it was only Uncle Karl and I left alone in the conference room.
“How are you feeling son?” He asked his hand on my shoulder, squeezing and massaging in a way that made me feel relaxed.
“I’m scared uncle. She has been sleeping for two days now and I’m scared” I said, letting out my fear in words to Uncle Karl.
“Have you spoken to the doctor all this while?” He asked.
“Yes, I have” I replied.
“What did he say?” Uncle Karl and I smiled a little
“It’s a she Uncle Karl not he” I corrected then the smile on my face slowly disappeared as I remembered what Doctor Helen had told me “The doctor said she was fine and recovering fast”
“Then there’s no need to be scared son. The doctor already confirmed that she was okay so just trust the doctor” Uncle Karl said but I still couldn’t help but get worried.
“I trust her uncle but I just can’t help but get worried. What if she doesn’t wake up? What if she suddenly dies? What is the doctor giving bad news because it isn’t even up to two months since she had her surgery? I’m scared uncle. I’m scared of losing my wife” I said and used my fingertips to caress the lines that formed on my forehead.
“Don’t say such things, Nicholas. Learn to say positive words so positive things will come to you. Don’t be scared and try to shift your thoughts from bad to good” Uncle Karl advised but it was a difficult thing to do.
“Not easy uncle” I responded and she smiled.
“If someone had told me years ago that the cold and hard Nicholas I knew was going to be sitting in his office someday, worried sick of a woman then I would have said it wasn’t possible but look at you now,” Uncle Karl said and I couldn’t help but smile.
He was right. I wasn’t even this bothered when my mom was at the hospital but I am, less than a year since I met Monica and I am worried about her.
“I know you’re very worried about Monica but son, I want you to try and relax. I want you to shift your thoughts to how happy you will be when she wakes up”
“I will be the happiest man on earth uncle. Now Ethan’s dead, she can finally be with me in peace. No more Mia, no more Grey, and no more Ethan” It was nice knowing that peace was finally coming to me.
Grey was killed in jail by some bad men he met in the prison. Ethan was killed by my wicked sister-in-law and Mia was currently awaiting trial.
I hoped that the judge gave an order for her to be executed because that was the best punishment for her. She deserved death and even torture after death.
She was lucky I was too busy worrying for Monica or else, I would have killed her myself. For even hurting Monica and planning to take my kids away, she deserved more than death
“Greg write a letter for you Nicholas “Uncle Karl said and I looked at him in disbelief.
“A letter? For me?” I asked, shocked by Uncle Karl’s words.
“Yes and I think you should read it,” Uncle Karl said, stretching his hand towards me with a white paper in his hands.
Grey did a lot of things to hurt Monica and he was one of the people whom I would forgive easily. I took the paper from Uncle Karl and opened the paper, having no interest in my eyes to read it.
I know by the time you’re reading this, I’d probably be dead. I’ve been telling Anthony that I wanted to speak to you but he always said you didn’t want to speak to me so I am writing this letter instead.
That was true. Anthony mentioned so many times that Greg wanted to see me but I refused to see him. I was too angry to see him.
I know that I’ve hurt you so much and during my last few days here in prison, I’ve come to realize how wicked and selfish I was and I’m sorry. I hope you find a place in your heart to forgive me. I’m deeply sorry Nicholas.
“What this?” I asked, not happy with the rubbish I just read.
“He is asking for forgiveness Nicholas” Uncle Karl said and I just threw the paper away.
My phone rang and I saw Anthony’s ID appear on the screen, I rolled my eyes, clearly not in the mood to speak with him but I still picked up the call.
“I’m not in the mood to speak with you right now Anthony,” I said but his next words made my heart skip a beat.
“Monica is awake”