Married at 19

Chapter 64

Martin Llyod

I went to the hospital to pick up Sara and waited for her at the lobby since she hasn’t finish with her

interview yet. I took a seat at one of the benches there when suddenly I thought about that girl which I

met last time.

I don't know why, but she looked so familiar to me. Several images kept playing on my mind, while

I was trying to think, however, I can’t remember it at all and where the memories came from.

Arghh.... why is my head hurting so much.

I held my head with both of my hands since it was hurting so badly.

"Nathan?" An angelic voice suddenly approached me from my side which made my heart skip a

beat, which I don’t even understand why it happened.

I looked up at the owner of the voice and saw a girl with long bronze hair was standing next to me

with a curious look on her face, "I'm sorry, you must be mistaken me as someone else." Her eyes then

suddenly changed as I said that. "Actually, I'm not Nathan.....but Martin Llyod."

Her eyes seemed like in sadness as I stared into them.

Why is her expression changed right away?

Did I say something wrong?

"Oh....I'm sorry. I thought you were our friend." The bronze hair girl quickly apologized to me.

My blue eyes met hers again and automatically I curved a smile for her, "It's okay...."

"Mr Llyod," as I want to start the conversation with the grey eyes girl, my driver suddenly

approached us from my right side. "I got a call from Mr Grayson awhile ago, and he was looking for

you."

"Oh... thank you." I quickly replied him. "I'll be coming over."

I turned to look back to the bronze hair girl and my eyes were caught with a little blonde hair boy

who was running towards the both of us. And there was a man with doctor’s robe was following from

behind, which I think his father. But he stopped in the middle as a nurse approached him to give him a

file, maybe.

"I'm sorry, I think I should go now,” the bronze hair girl said to me. “

“Oh sure,” I replied. “It's nice to meet you both,” then crouched in front of the cute little boy, “Hey

Danish.....catch you later, okay?"

Danish giggled. "Okay...." I bumped my fist gently on his little shoulder along with a smile.

The bronze hair girl then took her son’s hand then walked him towards the man behind her who

seemed to be waiting for them.

She took a glance back to me, but her eyes seemed to be glimmering as if like she was holding

herself from crying. My heart pounded hard as I was looking at her sad expression as I hate to see her

in that way.

Oh god.....why she looks so sad like that?

Did something happen?

Why is she think of me as Nathan?

I walked on the opposite way where my driver was already waiting for me at the car. Her face

never left my mind which I found it really weird, because for the first time in 3 years after I woke up from

the coma, my heart begun to beat faster than usual.

I was about to send a text to someone after took out my phone out of my pocket when a familiar

voice suddenly approached me, "Hi Martin,” a hand then wrapping around my right hand tightly.

"H-hi.... Sara." I surprised a bit as I saw my friend who known as my doctor who has been treating

me for almost 4 years already, standing here beside me. “Woah you’re here, I thought you haven’t

finish with your interview yet,”

She gave me a charming smile, “Well it ran smoothly,” she replied. “I was accepted here and they

said I can start to work here by Wednesday.”

“Oh that’s great,” I gave him a fake smile, which I have no idea why did I do that to her.

“And guess what,” she added which made my eyebrow raised a bit while looking at her. “I could

stay with you here and be with my boyfriend since I didn’t have to go back to the Vancouver again.

Today is really my lucky day.”

I pretended like I was happy to her, “That’s….umm totally a good news.”

“I know right,” she then hugged me tightly. “Oh, I miss you, Martin.”

Sara grabbed my shirt and pulled me closer to her to kiss me, but I stopped her.

"Sara please, there are a lot of people here, " I removed her hand from my shirt.

"What???" She gave me a look. "I think they should know that I'm your private doctor aka your

girlfriend."

I sighed a bit. "Okay..... okay.... but still, you make me feel a little uncomfortable now."

"Come on, Martin." She protested. "You are used to it, remember?"

I nodded. "Yeah....but still..."

She cuts me in again, but this time she put her index finger on my lips. "Stop talking.....Martin. I'm

your girlfriend, so I have the rights to do these things to you, okay?"

I slowly nodded as she gave me her scary stare. "Okay.....okay I'm sorry, Sara."

It was already past midnight and I was just laying on my bed in my hotel room, thinking about the

beautiful girl that I met earlier at the party. To be honest, I really couldn’t get rid of her from my mind.

I think I....

No....no.....she already has a son and a husband, yeah, that guy, how can I forgot about him....the

one that I met at the shopping mall yesterday. He must be the girl's husband.

I shifted my position to my right side along with a sigh. "I should forget about her.... besides, I

already have Sara with me,” I mumbled to myself. “I owe her so much, and I think this is the way that I

could pay her kindness."

I closed my eyes but the flashed of the girl’s face played in mind, “Man, this girl really drives me

crazy.”

I sat back on my bed, trying to figure out how to get rid of someone else’s wife from my mind since

it was totally wrong.

“That’s it,” I made my mind. “I think I should grab something to drink at the hotel’s bar.” I took my

jacket inside of the closet then went out from the room. “Hmm…this is so bad man. Just forget her

already.”

The lift opened right in front of me as I was waiting about a minute for it and the bar was just

situated at the rooftop of the hotel which 11th floors above me.

“Hopefully, she could leave my mind after this,” I said after pressing the rooftop floor on the lift’s

panel.

Martin Llyod

At the Dawson's office....

"Hello Mr Llyod, I'm glad that you're finally here," A man with a strict looking face greeted my

friend, Grayson. And guess what, he has the same exact eyes like the girl I met yesterday.

"Thank you, Mr Dawson." Grayson replied while handshaking with him.

The Grey eyes.

"Nathan??" His unique eyes look straight at me. "Are you really Nathan??" He took a step closer to

me, with his hands are now on the both of my shoulders.

Nathan?

Why everyone keeps calling me that?

"I.....I'm sorry, I think you've mistaken, sir." I replied. "My name actually Martin Llyod, I'm his

brother."

"What?" He looks a bit surprised. "But you look just like him..."

I took a glance to my friend Grayson and he looks a bit surprise too.

"That's weird....a lady just told me the same as you yesterday." I told him, curious while everyone

mistook me as someone else.

"Y-you already met my daughter?" He asked.

"Your daughter? Who is she?" Seriously, I really don't understand with this whole situation.

"Bella....Bella Dawson, she is your...?" He could not finish her words when a man with a scar on

his chin suddenly enter his office.

My what??

"Sorry I'm late." He said to Mr Dawson. "Oh... did I interrupt something?" He quickly said as he

saw Grayson and then, his eyes stop at me.

"No...no, you're not Drake." Mr Dawson replied with a smile. "I'm glad that you made it here,

although you said that you're busy today.

He returns his smile. "Well, this meeting is also important to me too, Dwayne. It's about our future

company, right?"

"Yes, of course." Dwayne replied. "Please take a seat, Mr Llyod, Mr Drake." He politely invites us

to take a seat on the sofa.

"So Drake, these young gentlemen are from Vancouver, Grayson Llyod and his brother....."

Dwayne's eyes locked on me as he wants to introduce me.

"I'm Martin Llyod, pleased to meet you, sir." We shook our hands, although he hesitated at first.

"P-pleased to meet you too, Mr Llyod. I'm Franklin J Drake." He replied with a forced smile.

Grayson was right, he's really a bad guy and weird too. From the expression that he showed to us,

I know he was hiding something.

"This is my brother, Grayson Llyod." I patted my friend's shoulder.

I know Grayson pretended to be friendly by giving him a smile as shook Drake's hand. He hates

Drake so much and will do anything to put him into justice and I promise that I will help him no matter

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