Sold To The Billionaire

Chapter 37

Allena--

Its been, almost two months I leave London to Amsterdam with Chris brother. To meet my father. I was

so happy to see him after almost 23 years of my life, but just I got a shock to my core.

Now you are thinking what the fuck I'm talking, so let me tell you the flashback.

FLASHBACK--

"Brother when we reached at Amsterdam?" I asked to my dearest bro. NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

"Alle, it take some hours, till then you rest for a while there is a bedroom back, their you go and sleep

for a while. Your body is still weak and need rest." He said ,I nodded, and went inside the bedroom.

But my heart's wants to talk with Aaron for once, I know he's damm angry with me and also I know it's

his right, and I also know I made mistake but there is no use of looking back for now. So I collect every

ounce of my courage and dialled his number. I tried almost dozen of times but either it's not reachable

or switched off.

So I drop the idea to call him now, I know mom, dad and aaron are upset with me. So I didn't

courageous enough to call them. I just don't leave them behind but my new born babies also. I just

wanted to go back, and carried them in my arms. And this motherly thought made me weak and I runs

out to stop the flight to take off. Where I found Chris bro all tensed with teary eyes.

"What happened bro?" I asked all serious and concern.

"Al..alle da....dad..." He said just two words and tears begins to fall from his eyes. Seeing him crying so

miserably I also start crying and drop my idea to stop form going. Soon flight takes off.

I went inside the bedroom again as brother said he wanted to make some call till then I took rest, so I

did. After some hours he come and wakes me up.

"Alle, wake up princess we're about to land, till fresh n up yourself." He said, while I replied him by just

nodding my head, rubbing my eyes.

After sometime our fight touch the Amsterdam, and I'm excited yet nervous to see dad. But I don't know

that what I saw make me cry for him so bad.

We reached in front of a huge building, which is a huge, three story house, infront of that was a lake for

boating and seeing the views of pollution less Amsterdam.

(A/N- Well I don't know anything about Amsterdam guys, but just write it by seeing it's pictures, actually

what I feel. So bear my imagination of Amsterdam)

As we step out of the car, a butler come and opens the door for us and we entered inside. I don't know

but the smell and warmness of inside the house makes me feel home after ages, which is actually true.

"Alle, first go and took some rest." Brother said, hiding something.

I know you thinking how I can say that he hiding something because I know him as my brother for just

some hours back. But let me tell you one thing, as we're brother and sister by blood so it's some kind of

conscious which says, that he's hiding something.

"No i wanted to meet dad first." I said stubbornly.

"Alle..." Before he said anything I again start talking.

"Bro, I come here all way, leaving my husband and three little new borns just to meet my father whom I

think all these years as dead. Not for resting, I can rest when i go back or after meeting him, but for

now I wanted to see him." I said little frustrated and sad.

"Ohkk! Come with me." He signed audibly before agreeing.

We walk to the right side of the main hall, and reached in front of a room, and he opens the door for me

and we both entered. Just to see a figure laying on the bed, looking unconscious while two nurses

attaching pipes and machines to the figure. I walk forward to see the clear look. And look a man in his

almost early fifties. Laying on the bed, looking weak and pale.

"Br..bro! Does he...he's our dad?" I questioned my brother with teary eyes, and he nodded holding the

years in his eyes.

"Wha....what hap... happened to hi..him?" I asked and slowly walked towards the bed, crying silently.

"He's suffering from brain tumor, but it's not that much dangerous for him as the tumor is in the upper

part of his brain which is easily operates but when we're in flight and you see me talking to someone on

call and crying. Well that time I got a news that his bp go high and it pressured his brain which leads

him to nose bleed, and he fell unconcious. But now he's all fine and just sleeping." He assures me.

"He's Fine na, bro?" I asked looking at my father, and slowly hold his hands without hurting the needle

which is inject in his wrist.

"Yes, he's fine and in a week doctors operates him and he's back to normal." He said with assuring

smile.

"Dad, get well soon! And look I'm back." I told him with teary eyes, then kissed his hands back.

"Now come and take some rest, till he wakesup." Bro said and show me my room, where I took a

refreshing shower and after eating light food I again tried to call Aaron and again it's said not reachable

or switched off. Which simply Means he BLOCKED my number.

I signed audibly and soon sleep took over me, because of Jett leg.

After some hours, I heard some faint sounds that someone is calling me. And slowly open my eyes to

see my brother standing in front of me taking pictures of me while sleeping, besides him dad sitting on

his wheelchair controlling his giggles.

I slowly sat on the bed and as my eyes meet with dad I broke into tears and he also start crying, seeing

me cry.

"My little baby girl, turning into a stunning woman." Dad said and hugged me tight, while I also return

his tight hug.

"Dad...." I just said a word, and start crying.

"Dad I missed you so, so much. I was fed up all years saying you're dead, but no you're alive and

waiting for me. I missed you dad, I missed you sooo much. Also I love you so much dad." I said still

crying my heart out.

"I missed you too doll, I'm sorry for abandoned you, I know it's not enough but I blind with the sudden

death of your mom, and think it's all because of you. And leave you to that witch. I'm sorry for leaving

you behind like a crowd and I loved you so much too." Said dad all crying and breathing heavily.

"Dad....dad please don't cry, please dad. Look I'm here now, bro is also here all safe and sound. We all

are again here together as a family, dad please don't cry." I sai broking the hug and wipe his tears,

trying to calm him down.

"How can I.....how...how can....I? Wh...when my daughter which....which fated to be lived like a

princess, which deserves to live like a princess, to pampered like a princess, struggle all her life

because of me, because of my stupid mistake. Which never forgiven." He said still crying badly.

"Dad...dad please don't cry, look I'm back, all good and safe. Now you can pampered me as all you

want but before that took care of you as much as you can and get yourself ready for the surgery. So

that you can pampered me right?." I said with a bit of teasing smile. While he chuckled.

Then we went for lunch as it was lunch time. And talked for all day, laughing, teasing and playing.

But my mind and heart was still with Aaron and my babies back in London.

Then, the next two weeks went in preparing dad for his surgery and we spent most of our time sitting

and talking together while brother do his office work and meeting from home.

Soon the day of dad's operation comes and we both, me and brother are hell worried and nervous.

Surgery went for almost seven hours, as it's a bit critical surgery and it's take time. After the hours of

waiting doctors team comes out and give us a good news.

"Congratulations to both of you, your father is out of danger now and surgery went successful. Just

take care of him and try to give him less mental and emotional stress, also give him a calm and happy

environment it helps him to recover soon. About his stretches, they cuts after almost one month. And

for upcoming one or two months took care of him like a small child. Understand?" Doctor advised and

then questioned.

"Yes doctor we understand." Brother said and I nodded my head in agreement with him.

"Umm, doctor when we take him home?" I asked.

"After his stretches cut. Till then we need him under our observation, for 24/7. We shifted him into his

VIP ward as you guys want, then you can meet him one by one." He said looking both of us with

serious look while we nods our heads and thanked him then he walked away with his team. Soon the

ward boy and nurses shifts him to his ward.

After one month his stretches cuts, and we bring him home, and took care of him. Neither we ask about

our Mother's death, nor he said anything. He just wanted more and more time spend with me and bro.

Without wasting any single moment.

FLASHBACK ENDS--

Uhhh.... I signed audibly. Thinking about the past two months events. My number is still blocked by

Aaron. Dad still didn't share anything with us.

I don't know what is happening next, but for now I wanted to sleep. I'm feeling so exhausted.

And yes, my stretches also cut before dad's operation. But the marks are still here and every time

taunting me for leaving my new borns. I'm so horrible mother. I thought and soon drifted to sleep.

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