CHAPTER 109: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINE: I WILL MAKE THEM PAY

Lauretta’s POV

Where did everything go wrong?

I couldn’t figure it out, I had confirmed that the money was successfully transferred and credited into the hospital account.

How did it get reversed?.

When I called the hospital, they confirmed that the money was really reversed. So my son’s surgery has been put on hold.

I drove like a mad woman and on getting to the house, I hurried towards my father’s room.

"I accept your terms" I said after barging into his room but immediately took a step back in disgust when u saw what was happening in the room.

The young maid immediately scrambled for her clothes before rushing out of the room.

"A maid? You couldn’t get someone better?" I asked him with a disgusted expression.

"What do you want?" he asked with an annoyed expression.

He seemed upset that I interrupted his good time and I felt another wave of disgust.

"I agree to your terms, send the money for his surgery immediately" I said with a serious expression.

He looked at me for a few seconds. Before slowly adjusting his robe and walking towards me.

"You are really my daughter, your schemes are even more devious and evil compared to mine but unfortunately, you have a son that is extremely smart and always a step ahead of you" he said with a mocking smile.

"Your people must have already informed you, so you can laugh all you want. I did nothing wrong and only fought for what is rightfully mine" I said coldly.

I don’t give a damn about what he thinks, all I care about is my son’s life.

"You can transfer the money now" I repeated and he laughed.

"You didn’t accept the offer earlier and now, I have changed my mind because I can’t trust you to keep your end of the deal" he said coldly, like he was talking to a stranger and not his only daughter.

"What do you mean? I said I will leave everything and leave the country" I yelled angrily as I began to panic.

"That’s what you said last time but when you encountered a little trouble, you came back without a warning" he said emotionlessly and I froze.

The look in his eyes told me that he wasn’t going to change his mind and he was being serious.

"Father please" I put my pride aside to beg but he just turned his face away.

"Father please save my son... Please save him" I went on my knees but he still didn’t budge.

"Why are you so cruel? Mother died of depression because of your cruelty and now you are pushing me into a dead end!

What crime did I ever commit to come into this world as your daughter!" I yelled angrily after begging on my knees for almost half an hour without any reaction from him.

"I told you the offer has expired, so you better go stay with your son and spend his last days with him" he said coldly before walking out of the room.

I just stared at his back with hatred, anger, pain and panic mixed together.

I wasted no time, as I quickly grabbed my passport and rushed to the airport. I kept thinking of possible ways to get the money to save my son.

I decided to beg Kendrick for help as I was left with no other choice but his phone was unreachable.

On getting to country Z, I rushed to the hospital. I couldn’t find anyone in the room that my son was supposed to be in.

So I called my husband before rushing to the ICU. On getting there, I saw him pacing around with an extremely worried expression.

He looked frail and thinner compared to the last time I saw him.

"Adrian, what’s wrong with our son? Why is he in there?" I asked him.

"He is having a crisis, the doctors said his organs are starting to fail" he said coldly.

His eyes held a kind of hostility that I have never seen before and he wasn’t even trying to make me feel better.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I have been running around, looking for ways to save our son" I said angrily.

"Didn’t you say the money wasn’t a problem? That you would get it in less than a month? Well it’s been more than two months and you still haven’t gotten it.

You never came to check on our son’s condition either" he lashed out angrily.

Was he blaming me?

"Are you really blaming me? How dare you? Do you know what I have been through in these two months? And how I begged and suffered?" I asked through gritted teeth as tears rolled down my cheeks.

"You certainly don’t look like someone that is suffering or a mother that is worrying about her child.

Look at what you are wearing, expensive clothes and jewelries, carrying branded bags. Would you kill you to sell all of them!" he yelled angrily at me.

"Why should I sell my things? Should I be dressed in rags before you know that I am worried?" I asked him angrily as well.

Why should I sell my personal belongings, these are the things that I have to ensure my future.

What will people say when I start wearing cheap clothes?

"Why would you sell them? Our son is dying and all you care about are these things?" he asked me and raised his hand like he wanted to strangle me.

"I sold everything I have to save our son, my company, all my investments and shares in other companies!

And you have been busy enjoying yourself with your ex husband in Country N for two months" he said through gritted teeth.

I froze when I mentioned Raymond and I felt suddenly panicked.

"Lauretta, didn’t you tell me that you had gotten officially divorced from your ex husband before we got married?" he asked me and I couldn’t come up with a good explanation or excuse.

"You lied to me for more than two decades! You never got divorced which makes our marriage void and our son, an illegitimate child.

Do you think he would want to live if he finds out?" he asked angrily but I still stayed mute.

"Answer me Lauretta!" he yelled and roughly grabbed my shoulders.

"I just love you so much and wanted to be with you" I said weakly and I felt scared as this was the first time I was seeing him this angry.

"Am I supposed to believe that lame excuse? Well let’s just say that I believe you!

Why do you not want to save our son?" he asked while trying to hold back his anger.

But his hands tightened on my shoulders and his face was so close to mine that I could feel his hot breaths as he stared into my eyes.

"Adrian, calm down, what are you talking about? Why wouldn’t I want to save Zain?" I asked him with a confused frown.

"Lauretta, I just found out that you have overseas accounts and landed properties that are worth more than the money required to save our son and live a comfortable life," he said with a disappointed expression.

"You investigated me?" I pushed him away angrily and he laughed in rage.

Those things are all mine, why does he want me to sell them?

"They were given to me by my late mother! Why should I sell them?!" I asked him angrily.

He pulled his hair in frustration and it seemed like he was holding himself back from hitting me.

We were still arguing when the doctors suddenly rushed into the ICU and there was a loud beeping of machines.

We also rushed forward but the nurses held us back, we could only watch as they were trying to save Zain.

Seeing his pale and bloodless face, I slowly took a step back in fear.

Memories of how he was before he fell sick rushed into my head and I felt dizzy.

I had a feeling that he was gone and I didn’t want to accept it.

Was I really selfish for not selling everything to save him? But how will we survive afterwards?

After more than half an hour, the doctors slowly came out and Adrian’s eyes were red.

I shook my head in denial before rushing into the ICU. A nurse was already covering Zain’s body with a white cloth.

"Zain!!!.. Son please wake up!" I yelled as I pushed the cloth away and held his face.

I couldn’t control my tears as I cried and screamed until I ran out of strength.

His body was later moved to the morgue and Adrian went to take care of everything.

Then he returned to where I was sitting when he was done.

"Let’s go our separate ways, I can’t live with you peacefully and there is no need for a divorce as our marriage wasn’t even legalized in the first place" he said emotionlessly.

"What do you mean our marriage isn’t legal? It was registered here and is recorded!

I have divorced Raymond, we can start all over again" I said in panic.

"Start all over again like our son never existed? I can’t" he said before walking away.

I just sat there in anger as I watched him walk away.

Zain would be alive right now if Kendrick hadn’t reversed the money.

I will definitely make him pay!

I will make all of them pay!