The Billionaire's Nurse

Episode 04

Lucas's POV:

I took a deep and heavy breath before wheeling myself to my room.

If I'm being told by someone that Bernadette will act like this towards me then I won't hesitate to give that person a resounding slap.

Isn't life so cruel?

Yes..... I have so much money but am crippled.

So how do I go out to spend the money that I have?

I hate this life.....

I wish I died in the accident than to survive and yet live like a piece of trash.

Furthermore, I managed to get myself to my bed and I sat down tiredly.

Sleep refused to cross my eyes,,,, I kept on staring at the ceiling fan absentmindedly.

Thoughts kept running through my mind.

Of all the times,,, this is the time that I really need Bernadette the more.

How could she do this to me?

Why is she making things tougher for me?

My stomach grumbled noisily....

I haven't had anything to eat except the oatmeal I had since morning.

She ordered for her food online, and she didn't even order mine.

Worst still she paid for the food with my money, but that's not what am after,,,, I only am after the fact that she didn't even think of me.

I continued thinking and thinking until I slept off.

Bernadette's POV:

"Gosh Bernadette.... You know how much I need that money don't you?" Patrick yelled at me.

"You have to calm down Patrick.... That is such a huge amount of money, and you know it" I paced around the room.

"So freaking what? You know you have limited time with that crippled you called your fiancé" He fired back.

"This is not as easy as you think of it to be" I added.

"What is too difficult here Berna? What's difficult? You have the ball in your court, but you don't want to pick it up" He replied.

"Understand me Patrick... How do I get the money and what do I tell him I took it for?" She cried out.

"What do you mean by how would you get the money, huh? Don't you have his credit card with you so what?" He shouted.

"Yes I have his card, but he gets alert have you forgotten?" I replied.

"You are being so impossible Bernadette, and it's not funny at all" Patrick said.

"Don't you know how much we are talking about here? We are talking about $50000 (fifty thousand dollars)" I rolled my eyes.

"You know I don't understand you.... This is our future we are talking about here Berna" He said as I breathed heavily.

"You don't have to worry, but I will find a way to get the money without him being suspicious" I assured him.

"Better.... Cos you really have to leave that crippled" He said as I smiled broadly.

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I walked into the house with the purse clutched to my arm.

I grabbed the door handle and swing the door open as I turned to go upstairs.

"Where are you coming from Bernadette?" Lucas's voice startled me.

I gulped hard as my eyes caught with the wall clock.

It was past eleven pm already.

"What kind of question is that Lucas? Am I your prisoner?" I flared up.

"Bernadette why did you withdraw sixty thousand dollars from my account without my consent?" he asked in an angry voice.

My heart skipped a beat, but I still summoned courage.

"What do you mean Lucas? Am I not allowed to take some money too?" I snapped.

"Enough.... Take some money? Really? A huge amount of money as huge as $60,000?" He replied furiously.

"I needed the money Lucas and besides didn't you say I should take care of you that's what I'm doing" I said.

"You know what Bernadette? I don't know what have suddenly come over you" He cried out.

"Are you this heartless Lucas? Didn't you see that am exhausted....?? I just got home Lucas and you won't let me rest just because of that small amount of money that I took for my upkeep" I said.

"You call that small?" He yelled.

"Yes because you can afford more than that Lucas" I replied.

"You left since morning, and you come back at this time of the night knowing my condition, yet you left no food" He breathed heavily.

"Oh please.... You can prepare something for yourself if you like cos right now am too famished" I said as I walked upstairs.

"Such a liability" I rolled my eyes.

Now I have gotten the money for Patrick to start up his new business.

Lucas's POV:

My stomach grumbled noisily again and again.

I need to eat something and I don't mind preparing it myself.

I wheeled myself to the kitchen to get snacks for myself.

Furthermore, I struggled into the kitchen groaning in pains.

Likewise, I got to the refrigerator and took out the can of chilled juice and a packet of cookies.

But then the cookies fell under the kitchen slab.

There is no way I can bring it from my wheelchair.

I called Bernadette but as usual she didn't even say a word talk more of answering.

I was so hungry and there was no other packet of cookies.

Furthermore, I struggled to get the cookies when suddenly I slipped and fell from the wheelchair groaning in pains........

TBC.....