Is this the life that I chose to live?!
I lamented.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I sighed deeply. Trying to avoid the tear that was forcing its way down my cheeks.
"I am sorry sir but we don't know when you would ever walk again." The doctor had said.
Fuck that.
I struggled hard to carry myself from the bed onto my new life. The wheelchair. I looked at my legs again.
Am I really going to never walk again?
I felt like I was living in a nightmare, not mine but someone that hates me.
Natasha hasn't returned home and now James was taken from me by the children welfare .
"You are handicapped and unable to take care of a child." They told me.
I bit my lip. This isn't fair.
I wheeled myself towards the staircase. I mumbled some words. How can I get to bed?! Then I looked at the rail and saw an automatic chair.
"That was never there before." I whispered. I tried to get on the chair then suddenly, a lady appeared and helped me up.
"You shouldn't be on your own sir." She stated.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"I know." She responded. She started playing with her hair.
" My name is Martha. I was assigned as your nanny to you due to your... condition." Her voice trailed off.
" I see." I reasoned.
"But don't worry..." She began. She walked slowly but calmly to my back. Then she moved some of her hair behind her right ear. I could feel her breath close to my neck.
"I will take care you." She whispered. My eyes widened.
I smiled. Let's see how this goes.
She smirked and held the handles on my wheelchair;
"Let's get you ready for work Mr. Jonathan."
****
Jade barged into my office. She wore her usual shirt dress and tight makeup. She folded her hands on her enticing chest. That's what brought me close to her; her breasts. She stood in front of my desk.
"Is it true?" She stated.
"Yes." I replied coldly. No need to feel remorseful about it. She walked over to my seat and looked down at my legs. She gasped and covered her mouth.
"Who could do this to you?!" She cried. I still remained calm.
"The deed is done. No need to think about it.The police said that it was just a minor accident during robbery." I responded.
"But...no, someone must have sent them. Someone who knows your whereabouts so well." She began. I thought about it for a minute then shook out the idea.
"I don't know of anyone..." I countered.
"What about your wife?" She added.
"Natasha?!" I murmured.
"She is Susie's sister. What if she wanted revenge?" She continued.
I gave it a thought. It could be possible. But killing Susie was Natasha's idea anyway.
"Well...I doubt it."
"Think about it. Where is she anyway?"
"How did you know that she wasn't at home?"
"I saw it on the news." She replied. Mass media loves juicy gossips. I cursed under my breath.
"Well I better get going. Duty calls." She cheered.
"I guess." I mumbled.
She placed a kiss on my cheek. I grabbed her hand but she removed it. She has never done that before.
"Not today." She sighed. I watched leave my office. She just left me with a kiss on my cheek?!
****
"Is there a visitor?!" I asked my driver.
"Looks like it sir." He replied. I looked at the car through my rear window. A blue Rolls Royce sat in my compound majestically with no fear. Whoever owned this must have the nerves.
I looked closely as the driver strolled me to the front door. I noticed a pair of boots all muddy on my front porch. I bit my lip.
Entering the living room, I saw no one. Not even Martha. I heard some noise coming from the bedroom. Maybe Martha was cleaning. I opened the door. Rage quickly appeared on my face. I was boiling inside as I looked at the scene happening right there.
"You can't be serious right now." I snapped.
Martha who was has just been my Nanny for two weeks now, was on my bed, with a guy.
" Look it was an accident." Martha begged.
" I guess that I am not the only one sleeping with you huh?" I snapped. She fell on the floor and was almost tears.
" I beg you." Martha cried. I turned my face away. The guy was already dressing back up.
" I want you out of my house within an hour. I need another nanny." I ordered and strolled away.
"No one would take you in anyway." She screamed. I froze. There was deafening silence. I could even hear my own heartbeat.
What did she just say?!
"You heard me." She went on, feeling a bit confident this time.
"You are wicked man and no one will take you." She commanded. I slowly strolled towards her. I looked into her eyes with a cold stare.
"Get your poor boyfriend and your stupid ass out of my house now!" I ordered. She hissed and grabbed her clothes.
"Handicapped." She whispered.
The guy just walked behind her, shamefully. He tried to speak but Martha shut him up;
"Let's go home, Charles." She grumbled.
"...get out of my house now!" Martha mimicked. I dialed some numbers on my cell phone and said;
"Get me a moreature, yet reasonable nanny please." I suggested.
The next day, I we t to answer the doorbell and met my utmost doom.
"Here is your new nanny sir: Susie Bakers."
I looked at the lady he just introduced. She had an innocent smile on her face but I sensed
that she was more shocked than I was.
'That's my fucking wife!' I screamed in my head.
Someone should just kill me.
Right now.