The Billionaire's Switch

CHAPTER 03

Someone was lighting France's eyes and was saying something. His eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't keep them open. He also couldn't hear what the person was saying. France's mind again drifted back to darkness and the woman who are in the room asked the doctor what just happened.

“Don't worry. Your son will be awakened soon. He responded in the light earlier and it's a good sign for a coma patient” the doctor said. Tears came down the eyes of the woman who was a slump on the sofa of the private room of the hospital.

“Oh my god! Thank you so much! Thank you doc for not giving up on my son”. The woman said while in tears.

“You are the one who's not giving up ma'am. I'm only doing my job. You should now take a rest. Looks like you're the next patient to be using the hospital bed before your son could wake up.” the doctor jokingly said but with a hint of truth in his words. Looking at the woman she's supposed to be in his forties but with her appearance right now, someone will confuse her that she's in her senior years. Pale face, dark circle under her eyes and disheveled hair do the look. If it's not for her watch that cost a million dollars and her designer clothes, one would think that she's struggling in life. The woman just smiles in response. The doctor bid his farewell and will be coming in the evening.

France weakly opened his eyes for the second time after his accident. He assumes that he is in the hospital for everything he saw is white and the beeping sound of the heartbeat monitor. He thought he was already dead. Who would survive after getting hit by a surging car? Now, how many days I have been in the hospital? Is my savings enough to pay the hospital bills? So many thoughts ran through his mind and suddenly the door opened and a woman entered. Whose this? He thought. Is she a police? Is she gonna ask me about the accident? But by looking at her, she ain't police. She's beautiful, like an aristocrat you see on tv. Elegant and stylish.

The woman was shocked as she approached the bed seeing him awake. Tears started to flow through her cheeks. She raised her trembling hands and cares his head and cheeks. “Oh my god, Lance! You're finally awake... My baby..” the woman said crying and tears keep flowing in her eyes profusely. She then presses the emergency button by the bed to call the doctor.

A middle-aged doctor came along with the two nurses beside him to assist him. While the doctor was doing some monitoring checks on him, his mind was confused? He stared at the hand that was holding him and ask a question to his mind. Who's this woman? And Lance? Why does she call me that? Maybe she entered the wrong room and mistakenly called him Lance. Yeah, that is the possible answer. He consoled himself. But his gut was telling him another.

“Lance, Lance..” the doctor called. Lance blankly stares at the doctor. He must be calling him for a while now. “Do you feel pain somewhere?” asked the doctor and shake his head for an answer. But the confused and weary look on his face said other things. “Doc, there's something wrong with my son. What it is?” the woman said with panic in her eyes. The doctor looked again at his patient chart and reread it. Finding out what is wrong. Then he asked, “Do you know her?” Simple question but it leaves a great impact after the bomb was thrown at the two, especially the woman who gasp in the question. The woman already knew what is behind that question but she didn't want to accept it.

Four paired eyes are waiting for his answer and it confuses him. “No, I don't know her. And whose Lance if I may be asked?” Lance answered with a lot of questions written on his face. The woman and the doctor were both shocked to hear his answer. As if draining with energy the woman almost stumbled on the floor upon hearing it, good thing she was holding the railing of the bed to steady herself and stare at him.

“It seems you have amnesia, Lance. Given that your head receives the most impact. Adding the fact that you went into a coma for 3 months. This can happen” the doctor explains. France could not absorb all the doctor was saying. What amnesia? I know who I am! I'm France Wullen. 24 years old. My no-good parents are dead and I have been living alone since then. See, I still have my memory intact! INTACT!! His mind was screaming. But he could not voice it over as he sense that there was a problem he could not fathom. “Son, I'm your mother, Avelyn Augusta Fedore. And you're Frances Lancelot Fegore. My only son..don't you remember?” the woman said with an uncontrollable sob. She could not contain herself as she held tightly the hands of her son. Why of all people happened to him. Although Lance was a spoiled brat, idle, and sometimes troublemaker, he still didn't deserve it.

Later that night, he asks for a mirror from a nurse to kill his doubts and worries inside. With a trembling hand, he slowly lifts the mirror into his face. Scared of what he might see, he closed his eyes fast before the mirror came into his face. He calmed himself and breathed twice because he might pass nervousness about what he may see.

He then slowly opened his eyes and what he saw shocked him to his soul! What he saw in the mirror was another man's face. A different face. An oval-shaped face, very deep black eyes like coal, a sleek nose, and thin lips. This man is breathtakingly beautiful. Wait!! I remembered this face! He panicked. It's the face whom he dreamed and stumbled into a day ago. But why am I in his body? Is he got into an accident too and we switch souls? No, no, no! He panicked. Is his face so f****d up they decided to redo it? And watched his hands. “I'm really into his body”, he murmured.