Treachery Affair

Jayden Clinton

I’ve had a long day at the office, trying to take care of things that needs my attention. The thought of Harley cross my mind, and I smile happily. I guess I’m deeply in love. I mean, you know that you’re in love when you think of someone and find yourself smiling for no reason, right? That’s exactly how I feel now.

“Everything has been taken care of now, Sir,” my secretary say, dropping the file on the desk, and I ask her to leave afterwards.

There are some challenges I’m having in the office, and so it needs my attention and therefore, Alex have been the one taking care of the drug business. He has been doing excellently well.

Sorting some files out and replying to emails took much of my time, but I’m finally done and it’s time to go home and see my baby. The drive home is smooth and cool, as there’s no traffic jam like some days.

Stepping into the living room, I find my maid cleaning the living room and I stop abruptly. Harley is usually here waiting for me to get back from work. How come she’s not here?

“Greetings, Sir,” she greets me, and I just nod.

“Where’s Harley?” I ask confusingly.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“She has been in her room after you left this morning and have refused to come downstairs to eat. I tried serving her in the room, but she asked me to leave that she doesn’t want to see any…” I rush off before she can finish her statement. What could be wrong with her?

I climb the stairs as fast as my legs can carry me and as soon as I get to her door, I place a knock on it, but got no reply.

“Harley…” I knock again and still no reply. After one minute of knocking without reply, I push the door open, but freeze on the spot at the sight I behold. Lying on the floor unconscious, is my beloved girlfriend. What the heck happened?

“Harley!… Harley!” I rush over to her and shake her, but her eyes remain close and her face look so pale. Picking her up in my arms, I storm out of the room and hurry through the hallway. I descend the stairs crazily and head straight to the door, ignoring my maid.

“Come and open the door for me, fast!” I yell at her, and she quickly rush to open the door for me. As I drive to the hospital, my heart keeps beating fast as I keep glancing at her through the visor. After what seem like forever, I finally drive into the hospital and pack neatly at the parking lot, blowing an emergency siren.

The nurses rush outside and take her away after I bring her out of the car, while I trail behind them.

“I’m sorry Sir, but you’ll have to wait outside, while we attend to her,” one of the nurses say to me politely when I try to enter the room with them. I sigh softly as I watch her close the door.

Twenty minutes later…

He keeps pacing in front of the door, running his fingers through his hair disturbingly as too many thoughts fill his mind. He’s extremely worried about her, and the fact that the nurses hasn’t gotten back to him yet about what happened to her, keeps getting him more worried.

Another five minutes passed, before the door finally open and the male doctor finally walk outside. Jayden rush to him.

“How’s she feeling now, doc?” He asks worriedly and the doctor smiles.

“You have nothing to worry about, she’s out of danger now. She was passing through a case of anxiety and passed out. She’ll be fine after she take some rest. I have asked the nurse to run some tests on her and see if there’s anything that needs to be taken care of. But be rest assured that she’ll be fine,” the doctor assures him and he sigh deeply.

“Thank you. Can I see her now?” He asks, and the doctor nods before he finally walk away and Jay rushes into the ward.

His heart breaks into pieces upon seeing her lying on the bed with her eyes closed and her face looks so pale. He feels like it’s his fault that she’s going through this. Maybe she wouldn’t have fallen into this state, if he were to be with her at home and look after her.

Sitting on the chair beside the bed, he slowly takes her hand into his and give it a light squeeze before he finally lean in on her and peck her lips.

“Get well soon, please. I’ll be waiting for you here to wake up. I love you,” he whispers, squeezing her hand gently.

A few minutes later, her eyelids move a bit before they finally open. Her vision is blur and her head hurts with so much ache. She stares at the ceiling, trying to take in the environment she is.

“You’re awake…” Hearing that voice, her eyes becomes clear and she tilt her head to see Jay sitting beside her and smiling. Anger spur through her as soon as she sights him, as the sudden urge to hold a gun to his head and pulls the trigger, spur through her.

Her gaze follow his right hand, until it gets to her and she bit her inner lip. Slowly, she retract her hand from his grip and sigh.

“What am I doing here?” She asks with no emotions in her voice nor on her face.

“I found you unconscious when I got back from work, and I brought you here,” he replies to her, happy that she’s finally awake.

“I’m sorry you had to go through that alone. Uhm… are you fine now? Do you need me to get the doctor?” He tries to touch her, but she take her hand away, taking him by surprise.

“I’m fine. I want to be left alone,” she try to be as polite as she can, but the anger in her keeps trying to consume her.

“What’s wrong babe? You can talk to me, OK?” He tries to touch her again.

“I just told you that I am fine, Jay. I want to be alone,” he squints his eyes upon hearing this.

“Uhm… do you want me to get you something…” The door suddenly opens and the doctor walk inside with a paper in his hand.

“I’m sorry for distracting you, but it’s a good news though. Congratulations Mr Clinton, miss Harley has been confirmed to be two weeks pregnant…