I Hope You Will Never Regret

Xavier hugged his wife’s waist, then they followed the others. Fortunately, there was only one couple in front of them in the doctor’s waiting room.

Thirty minutes later, it was Bridgette’s turn. Mr Taylor senior, Bridgette’s parents, John and Caroline, followed Keith and Bridgette to Dr Fowler’s consultation room.

Dr Fowler’s consultation room was spacious. She smiled when she saw the Taylor family and said, “Mrs Taylor, please lie on the bed and lift your shirt.”

Keith helped his wife to lie down and lifted her shirt to show her flat belly. Dr Fowler applied a gel on her abdomen and then started performing an ultrasound.

Dr Fowler smiled brightly and said, “Congratulations, Mrs Taylor, you are eight weeks pregnant.” Keith smiled broadly, then he kissed his wife. He was over the moon.

His father hugged his eldest son and his in-law, Paul Evans. Caroline and Suzie hugged each other. They were beaming with joy.

Keith wiped the ultrasound gel from his wife’s abdomen, then he helped her with her clothes. Bridgette smiled brightly at her husband. She turned to Dr Fowler and said, “Doctor, please prescribe something for nausea.”

Dr Fowler smiled and replied, “Morning sickness will be cleared after three months. Please drink a glass of milk before bed. It will reduce morning sickness.

Try to eat more vegetables and food with high fibre. Also, drink a lot of water. It will help you with constipation.”

Then Dr Fowler prescribed Folic Acid, Ferrous, and Calcium and handed the prescription to Keith.

Mr Taylor senior was beaming with joy, he thanked Dr Fowler, and then they walked out of the doctor’s consulting room.

Mr Taylor senior told those who were waiting outside the consultation room the good news. Xavier and Avery were overjoyed. They congratulated them. Xavier and Avery went to the pharmacy to buy Folic Acid, Ferrous, and Calcium.

Mr Taylor senior invited everyone to the Taylor mansion for a celebration. He was smiling from ear to ear. John took his phone and ordered the food from His Grace Hotel.

At the Moore mansion, Sage was living a miserable life. Her aunt had stopped slapping her on the face. When she wanted to vent, she would pinch her on her body. Sage’s body was full of scars.

Valeria was in a good mood because she was going to remove the cast. She decided to call her best friend Zara Gray to tell her the good news. Since she got injured Zara never visited her even once.

She took her phone and dialed Zara Gray’s phone number, but it went straight to voicemail. Zara had turned her back on her and it hurt.

Valeria had been there for Zara in difficult times. She loved her more than she ever loved her late sister, Valencia.

However, when she needed her the most, Zara turned her back on her and it hurt. Valeria was overwhelmed with bitterness.

When she saw her niece watching the cartoon channel with a smile on her face, Valeria became angry.

Then she slapped her several times and scratched her face with her nails. Sage took after her mother. Hence, she wanted to destroy her face.

Mrs Moore looked at her daughter and said, “Valeria, I told you not to hit her in the face. What if the Taylor family finds out?”

At that moment, her father walked into the living room. When he saw his precious granddaughter crying, he took her in his arms.

He nearly fainted when he saw her swelling face and asked, “Who beat you up, Sweetheart?”

Sage cried out loud, but she didn’t utter a word. She was scared that her aunt would kill her should she mention her name.

Mr Moore put Sage on the sofa, then he slapped his wife hard across the face and asked, “Why do you allow Valeria to beat up my grandchild?” Before his wife responded, he slapped her again.

Mrs Moore was fuming with anger, but she didn’t utter a word. Her hatred towards Sage was deep. She wished they had left her in the hospital when she had a fever.

Then Mr Moore approached his daughter, Valeria, step by step. Valeria was so scared she wanted to run away, but she was confined in a wheelchair.

Her father slapped her twice across the face with a lot of strength. Valeria fell together with her wheelchair. She covered her face in disbelief. It was the first time her father slapped her.

Her mother ran to her and tried to help her, but Mr Moore pushed her hard. She staggered and fell on the floor causing her to wince in pain.

Mr Moore was fuming with anger. He squatted in front of his daughter and said, “If I ever see you abusing my grandchild again, I will call the police. My grandchild is not your punching bag.”

Valeria was wailing on the floor and her mother was scared to help her. Mr Moore took his grandchild in his arms and went to her bedroom.

Then Mrs Moore ran to her daughter and helped her. Valeria looked at her mother and asked, “Mom, are you sure that Mr Moore is my father?”

Her mother looked at her daughter and asked, “What nonsense are you spouting, Valeria? You know that Sage is your father’s bottom line, but you are abusing her every time you are angry. You have to stop, Valeria.”

Valeria nearly fainted with anger and replied, “I hate Sage with all my heart. I have been beaten up because of her and I will never forgive her. Mom, please go to Sage’s room to fetch the swelling ointment for me.”

Her mother shook her head and asked, “Do you want your father to slap me again? I am not going.”

In Sage’s bedroom, her grandfather put Sage on the bed, then he took the first aid kit and cleaned her wound. After that, he applied the swelling ointment to her face.

He looked at his granddaughter and said, “Sleep, Sweetheart. I will stay with you until you fall asleep. Should your aunt beat you up again, please call the police.”

Sage nodded her head, then she closed her eyes. Her head was throbbing, and her cheeks were burning. True to his word, Mr Moore stayed in Sage’s room until she fell asleep, then went to the living room to join his family.

Valeria had a 1 pm doctor’s appointment, but she didn’t want to go because her face was swollen from her father’s slaps.

Before they left, her grandfather went to Sage’s bedroom. Fortunately, she was awake. Her grandfather looked at her with sorrow in his eyes and said, “Sweetheart, I am sorry that we will leave you alone at home.

The Taylor family would destroy the Moore family should they see your injured face. Sweetheart, please forgive Grandpa for failing to protect you from Valeria.”

Sage looked at her grandfather with sadness in her eyes and said, “Grandpa, I used to be the apple of the Taylor family’s eye. Also, Aunt Avery really loved me.

I regret listening to Aunt Valeria’s lies and framing Aunt Avery. She was the best stepmother ever.

Grandpa, I am an evil and ungrateful child. I deserve everything that is coming to me.”

Her grandfather was heartbroken when he heard Sage’s words. He felt that he had failed his late daughter, Valencia.

At 12:30, the Moore family accompanied Valeria to the hospital to remove the cast from her legs and hand leaving the child alone in a locked house. The mother-daughter duo was wearing face masks hiding their swollen faces.