Chapter 10- She isn’t feeling well
In the office, he is walking around and continuously glancing at the door, thirty minutes passed and he sees no sign of the person he is waiting for. He walks to his seat when he hears footsteps coming towards the room. Once he sits down, he opens his laptop and starts gazing at what is on it. He hears a knock on the door and he permits the person to enter.
Fred looks up and sees that, it is Jacob who entered, he looks behind him for awhile and Jacob notices this and asks,
“Were you expecting someone, who is not me?”
He shakes his head quickly and directs him to the couch with his hand. When he sits down, he asks,
“Why did you have to worry yourself and come up when you can give me a call?”
Jacob smiles in his way and responds,
“I was about to bring this file to you in about an hour time but Tilda begged me to come to you.”
His expression becomes one of confusion and he asks,
“Why did she beg you and what did she want from you?”
Jacob sighs and responds,
“I might have come across her when she rushed into the washroom to vomit. I had no idea what her problem was but I saw her when she was eating in the dinning hall. The food she had in front of her was enough for the three of us. So, I made it out that she might have eaten too much to handle.”
Jacob removes the file from the file cover and looks at the content. But Fred is looking at him closely and it seems he wants to know more and so, he inquires,
“You still haven’t answered my question, why did she beg you for you to come and see me?”
“Oh, I asked her to go home to rest for a while. And come back tomorrow but I realized I didn’t have that power to decide that for her. And so, I was going to ask permission from you but she also urged me to help her to speak to you on her behalf. She just couldn’t stay in the company, she needed healthcare.”
Fred kneads his brows and clenches his fist and he thinks,
‘I really had gone far. But she is just as stupid, how could she continue eating when she couldn’t take more? She really want to get rid of me that much?’
He sighs and tries to adjust his mood and he fakes a smile and says back to him,
“It’s alright. She should get some rest if she isn’t feeling well.”
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She struggles to open the door with one hand holding her stomach and the other gripping the keys to open the door. She pushes her knees firmly together and bends slightly, her heals in her armpit, she holds the handle of the door puts in the key. Fortunately, it opens this time and she throws her heels and bag into the room. She walks into the slightly dim room and her knees fail her, she manages to stand again and she switched the light on.
A shout leaves her mouth when she sees someone right in front of her and she falls on her buttocks. The person quickly helps her up and when she is on her feet, he slaps the back of her head and shouts at her,
“Look at you getting scared in your own home. What? Were you expecting to see a ghost instead of a human in here? Tilda, when will you be bold enough to face your fears?”
She shakes her head slowly and responds shaking her head,
“I think you are scarier than a ghost, how can you enter someone’s home without prior notice. I almost shit on myself, and what is it with the greeting by the door?”
He leaves her and she stumbles back weakly and so, he hurries to her side and helps her to the couch. He touches her forehead and whisper’s to himself,
“You are boiling up.”
He looks up at her and sees her crouching her stomach and wincing in pain. And so, he pushes her down the couch slowly and whisper’s to her,
“Have some rest first and tell me what is wrong with you. I will go to the pharmacy nearby quickly to get you something. Is that okay?”
She nods her head and speaks slowly,
“I just ate too much, I have already taken medicine at work. I should be okay in a few hours. Don’t worry about me bro. But why do you keep whispering?”
She hears a bang of the door and hears someone speak,
“You dared to return from work looking this way? Are you trying to die early and cut off my investment profit?”
Tilda squeezes her face and gazes at him, he gives her the same reaction and mouths, I am sorry to her. She nods her head and just then, a pillow comes flying in her way but he catches it mid way and shouts in the person’s way,
“Mom, it’s enough! She’s already like this and you want to hit her? Can’t you see that she’s not well?”
“What? She’s sick? After two days of working with the Royal? Two days and she has already earned 500,000 in her account, do you think she should be slacking off now?” She retorts feeling more angered.
He stands up and glares at her holding his waist and he shouts in her way,
“Mom, don’t tell me, you made you bring you here because you got an alert from her account? Did you come here for the money or take care of her?”
“Of course, I came because I was told to come take care of her. But I got the alert on our way here. Her health comes first after all if she’s dead, it’s over for us all.” She speaks as if she was reading the news without a care in the world.
While they are bickering, she is laying on the couch with her knees up to her chest and sweat all over her body. Her stomach is still in pain and her whole body is loosen up, she manages to speak,
“Morris, help me to the washroom.”
He stops glaring at his mother and rushes to help her up, she tip toes and leans on him until they arrive in the washroom. Just then, she starts throwing up once again and he helps her by massaging her back slowly. The woman hears her vomiting several times and she feels an enmity within her. She heaves up and down and stands up quickly and walks to the door. She knocks on the bathroom door quickly and shouts out,
“Don’t tell me you are sick Matilda Knight, when you are pregnant. Who is responsible for that bastard? I will just kill him and drag this bastard to the orphanage.”