Brandon pov
I looked at the ugly man standing beside Maggie, he was young, quite alright but he was ugly. He moved towards us before we were in reach. He was very excited to be meeting us. He drew a hand for a shake. I stared at it, Thalia noted and moved over introducing herself. “Nice to finally meet you,” she said with a smile.
Maggie moved over, “Mr. Frasser, Thalia, this is Wilfred, my boyfriend,” she introduced. Her words felt so wrong for some unknown reason.
“Nice to meet you, sir,” he held his hand forward again.
“What do you do for a living and why are you into old women?” I asked.
“Brandon!” Thalia yelled at me. I noted a hint of embarrassment on Maggie’s face however I was doing the interrogation for her benefit. The man beside her smelled of a scam alert, he was too young to be named Wilfred, that name was always reserved for old people above ninety years old.
“I’m a professor at Yale and about the age difference, Maggie and I have talked about it. No one can choose who they fall in love with,” he replied. Maggie moved closer to him and held his hand.
I got out my tablet and googled the professors at Yale. To my disappointment his ugly face showed up, he was not lying. But I was not satisfied, yes he was not a con man but he could be a serial killer that faked love for older women, married them then cashed out from the insurance companies. I sent his details to my private investigators.
I shook his hand for the sake that he had been holding it out for too long but I did not say a single word.
He wished us good luck with our daughter and I just nodded, taking a seat. Of course, I was being mean and acting like Magie was my daughter. Maybe I was practicing for our little angel.
Thalia joined me and they all took seats as we waited for the surgery to be over. At some point I even began dozing, Wilfred was very boring with his conversations. I was only woken up for my session, six hours had passed. My blood boiled, I wanted to be there when my Princess was moved out of the operating table but it was not to be. She had been in the operating room for close to twelve hours.
They were all locked up in there and no one was coming out to update us. All they did was ask us to pray, I had prayed before and that fool agreed to donate his liver, maybe I needed to pray again.
We said our byes to Maggie and her boyfriend and headed back to my room for the filtration session. I was feeling very drowsy and did not even protest the session. It was almost another six hours until a doctor finally came to update us.
The surgery was over and our little angel had survived and was taken back to the ICU for recovery. Unfortunately, Josh survived, I really wanted him to die on that table and end the drama that was awaiting us.
Even though the six hours were not up, Thalia allowed me to tag along when the doctor allowed us to see our baby. A wave of excitement swelled my chest up as Thalia wheeled me to the ward. The drowsiness disappeared out of the blue. The good part was that Josh’s recovery room was one floor down so we had no probability of bumping into him.
We entered the room excited, seeing our little angel was worth every pain I was feeling. It all disappeared, especially seeing Thalia crying with tears of Joy. The baby had fewer tubes attached to her compared to the first time we laid our eyes on her. I kept asking the surgeon about the surgery and he assured me it was successful and it was all up to our angel to fight.
To my disappointment Thalia asked about useless Josh, it must have been the hormones or something. I shrugged and she noticed but chose to ignore me. Josh was doing well, he was awake and was under observation.
They were going to release him in days. I could only hope she was not planning to visit him or ask me to accompany her. I moved away from her and concentrated on the baby. She was asleep, probably hurting from all the knives they stabbed into her.
The surgeon left us to have our moment, he only gave us minutes and I also only had minutes to go back and finish my session.
“Don’t you think we should go and thank Josh or something?” She asked, ruining a perfect moment. I cleared my throat, “Thalia, can we enjoy the little moment we have with the baby please,” I replied.
“Brandon, he is the reason why we are having this moment.”
I looked up at her, “Yes he is a d*ckhead but let’s be mature and thank him even though he does not want to see our faces,” she added.
“Then we will write him a letter and emphasize on the part that he does not want to see us,” I stated and concentrated on the baby, “Do you have any names yet? We have to name her,” I asked. I knew the topic was going to get her mind off that useless man.
“I do not know, I was thinking Gift or Mercy?” She stated.
“No, I once had sex with a girl named Gift, and Mercy sounds too catholic.”
“Brandon! You have to censor that mouth of yours!” She yelled at me p*ssed. “Is there anyone you have not slept with, in this town!”
“You,” I replied with a grin. She hit my shoulder hard and I felt the impact, “ouch!” I cried out. “We can name the baby after you,” I suggested holding my hand.
“No no no, I do not want my child to become me, I do not want her to be a loser,” she replied with a straight face. ” I do not want her to be brainless.”
“Thalia?”
“Do not even tell me lies, you wouldn’t want our daughter to be like me.”
I moved closer to her and wrapped my hands around her waist. “Yes, I wouldn’t want her to be like the Thalia I first bumped into on that bridge but I would want her to be like Thalia the inventor that invented something that scientists with years under their belt wouldn’t, or the Thalia that had the guts to cut her abusive ex-husband’s balls and steal his sperm. Though I would not agree to the sperm part,” I added. She smiled and held my cheek, “you’ve changed Thalia, you are no longer weak or brainless.” I complimented.
She leaned over and gave me a kiss but a nurse walked in and interrupted us. Our visiting hour was over. We asked for a second to say our good night which she granted. “Maybe we should mix our names or something, my name is a big no because you will soon sleep with me,” she said with a raised eyebrow.
I froze for a minute and stared at her as she looked away, ”H*rny little b*stard,” I tickled her, sending her into laughter.
We said our goodbyes and we were about to head to my room when a sharply dressed woman approached us. I could swear I had seen her in some porn movie or I had slept with her before.
“Hello Miss Nash, I’m Kim, Mr. Nelson’s lawyer. Can we talk somewhere private?” She inquired.
Thalia looked up at me surprised, without saying it we both knew that the lady in front of us was the lawyer who Josh used to f*ck for her services. I still had the videos and when I remembered I chuckled, p*ssing her off.
“Mr. Frasser is something funny?” She asked.
“You look…” I tried to speak but Thalia cut me off and blinked at me. She moved forward to the lady and asked what her visit was about.
“Can we go somewhere private,” the lawyer insisted.
“My room is on this floor, we can use that,” Thalia suggested leading the way. I followed behind but did not forget to give the lawyer my taunting grin. She followed us ignoring me. I was quite aware she was a civil lawyer and usually dealt with lawsuits. I could only conclude that useless Josh was suing us.
I knew he would be so s*upid to do that and he would hire Kim his sperm less chamber. That was the first mistake he made and I was going to use that against him.
We arrived in Thalia’s room and the lawyer handed us the lawsuit papers “I would suggest you call your lawyer for better understanding,” she suggested. “Josh is suing for the accident you confessed to having caused leading to his… testes being chopped off and the sperm you stole,” she stated.
“First of all, we are capable of reading so no need for a lawyer especially since we are ready to settle,” I replied with a smile. I noted a wave of disappointment all over her face. She was not expecting us to argue with her or call our lawyer.
“How much does your client want?” I asked. Josh was f*cking irritating instead of waiting to recover or our baby to recover he was busy filing suits.
She cleared her throat and showed me a fake smile “Well maybe you should call that lawyer, my client does not want money,” she replied, turning my face pale.
I did not need to read the d*mn suit or wait for her explanation. The idiot wanted my princess, our little angel and it was going to be over my dead body. Thalia held my hands terrified, I saw a look in her eyes that I last saw that day on the bridge. She was scared but she was not going to lose anything.
“My client is willing to overlook the evil you did to him if you sign off the parental rights to him,” she added.
“Did you f*ck him after or before the surgery for the services you are providing?” I asked my voice coldly.
Her face curved in, obviously p*ssed, “I will not have you disrespect me;” she yelled
“Ohh shut up! We know you f*ck him for your services, if I were you I would advise you to drop him as your client then maybe he will have a one percent chance of winning because this will be your last case,” I spat out.
I held Thalia by the hand and left the room throwing the papers on her face like the trash she was. Thalia was shocked beyond belief, I was surprised actually, I thought she knew the cold part of me.
Or was she used to the naughty joking side of me? We walked all the way up to my room in silence, we walked in and I began plugging myself into the machine without being reminded or forced.
We were at war and that useless Josh just crossed the line. He was lucky I did not have criminals on my call list and Thalia would never forgive me otherwise I would have finished him with the hospital medicine, accidental overdose.
“Brandon I’m scared,” Thalia finally spoke after I was done h*oking myself.
“Do not worry this case will not see the inside of a courtroom,”
“Are you going… to buy the judge or blackmail them?” She inquired.
“No, Kim will quit and Josh does not have the money to take me on with an expensive lawyer,” I replied and lifted my head.
A knock came at the door and Nestor walked in, he looked fresh and rested, the way I liked him. He noted Thalia’s distraught and asked what was going on.
“Nestor, Josh is suing us, he wants full custody of the baby otherwise, we go to court for what we did to him,” Thalia explained.
“He is s*upid,” Nestor replied and moved closer to me asking how to proceed He liked playing the games more than he was willing to admit.
“It’s either Josh will consider his friend’s career or we ruin her with the sexual favors she was offering,” I replied.
“But Brandon you promised not to ruin people,” Thalia jumped in.
“Thalia, the lawyer should know the code of ethics, we are not ruining her, I offered to settle. if you want you can even give him an hour of visitation but he will not accept. He wants to hate you, he wants revenge and I will not sit back and pray like the virgin Mary,” I replied and looked away. I knew we had the case in the bag, all she had to do was sit back and wait for the storm to pass.
