The Surgeon And His Bossy Bride

Chapter 3: Norman's wife

"Can we see him?" I asked not actually knowing when the words had left my mouth.

The plural was intentional, deep down in me, one part of me wanted to see Norman alone and now, but then what did the other part of me wanted? for us to go as a family. Well, that is for the doctor to decide and not me. I actually wanted the man to check these things out for me, I really needed to, more than anything on earth.

Doctor Harris quite had a perplexed look on his face, and my heart tripped for a moment, I was scared of the unknown, I didn't quite know what that was but the fear in my heart was prevailing, it made my heart to trip too much, more than what I expected.

"For now, not everyone is allowed to see him because Norman is still under serious treatments, and although he has not regained consciousness, he needs absolute silence and if he spends a great time resting, the drugs in his system will have the cance to penetrate through his body, but no offense, do you have a contact of his family so that we can contact them and be in touch with them too? I think that will be the only relation we can let in the room right now," Dr. Harris explained.

My eyes widened with shock at what the man has just said, this is kind of weird, and actually the first time of hearing this kind of trash. His family? nothing rang a bell in my head at that present times and I noticed that to top everything up, I don't even know the name of his family members, if ever he has one, in fact, I barely even know the man I've being living with for almost a week, and the shock that filled my face was evident.

'How on earth could that even be possible?' I asked myself.

Instantly, I felt like the ground would open and allow me fall inside it's depths, I wanted that to happen so much, but then, I know that is true, it caused me to be sad to know that I barely know anything about Norman, in fact, the name I used on him most of the time is 'The Surgeon' and then, I know his first name Norman, but then, that is all, I even had to crack my head severally before even retaining that name.

At first, I found pleasure calling him a murderer, to me, I felt like he deserves it more than anything in this world, and there is no doubt about that, he deserved it, more than anything in the world, but now, something in me is rather judging me hard, making me to know that I am the one that had caused this tragedy.

Father's eyes were on me and I couldn't figure out what he wanted from me, the only thought I had in my mind right now is the one that he is just simply blaming me for being the cause of the young man's tragedy, if he was shot by Peter, then it is because of her, she caused this whole s**t up, at first, she definitely didn't want to tell Norman about what Peter had done to her because she didn't want the man to show up there, and when he finally pressured her to saying the truth, what happened? he had to tug her in bed and walk away. Like seriously who the hell does that? absolutely no one at all.

As I sighed, I felt like a heavy rock had being placed on my chest, It made me feel so uncomfortable, like seriously, i was uncomfortable, and no one will definitely understand how I felt unless that person was in my shoes. As dad was persistent with his glares on me, I figured it out that he was actually trying to shame me for not knowing anything about Norman, or more having a contact card that will help them at this point in time. Out of frustration, she decided to speak up the truth, at least the way she saw it.

She has no right to be ashamed of the fact that Norman didn't introduce her to anybody in his family. But then, unlike her, he knew every member in the Tanyi's family, and he didn't even stress himself in knowing them. Her family are well-known, and it is an easy piece of cake to locate them, besides, they are popular, and not to even think about the fact that he saw all of them at the hospital the day that mom was being operated.

My mind was now settled on telling father the truth, and it doesn't matter about whosoever was present, or those that heard or not, what interested me was to just simply play these good girl things while talking to father. That is essential, and in most cases helpful. Heaving a gently sigh, I decided to speak out what is necessary.

"I want to let you know that Norman didn't introduce me to any of his family members, nor friends," I spat out calmly.

Although dad heard what I said, he wasn't the least concerned about these things, like seriously, the manner in which he glared at me was just so striking, as if I knew a truth that I didn't want to share. Of course, that isn't true, at this point in tie, I wouldn't hide any information that will make me happy, hell no! instead, I will fight to give it out if it might help to safe the man's life. The only problem is, how can I offer something that is not even there? a truth I know nothing about, unless they want me to lie which is something I am not ready to do, at least not now.

Heaving a sigh, I just stared at dad waiting for him to give the bomb I know je was actually preparing for me.

"You don't need to have his family's contact for now, you just need to stand by him for now," dad said gently.

Hearing this, I glared at him quizically, I didn't possibly know what he is talking about, and the stress from it will just be too much if I don't know what part of the information might not be easily comprehended by me.

"Do you know a family member?" I heard Dr. Harris asking me quizically.

"No!" I spat.

"Yes!" father retorted.

I creased my forehead immediately as frustration painted quite a light figure on my head. There is no way that I could even comprehend this issue. My heart beat had now accelerated, especially as I don't know what he is talking about. For a moment, I thought dad was simply playing a cruel joke on me, more like a punishment, and I couldn't even figure out what is going on, ad deep down in me, I know I really want things go get better, yes, they had to, more that what I can even think about.

Shacking my head from left to right, I actually declined the fact that I knew about whatever is going on, of course, I do not, and to think about the fact that father just made me feel stupid, and more than that a liar in front of this doctor made by had grew red in embarassment, of course, I had every right to behave that way because I could barely figure out what is going on right now.

If this is going to be another punishment from dad, them I am certained to let him know straight away that it would not work, the first case had being for me to stay with Norman for two months, as if that is not enough, he had to make us sign a marriage certificate. That is quite wrong, I can't even think about all these things, they all just succeed in blowing my mind, and worse making me look crazy and like a fool.

Lifting my head lightly up, I met dad's gaze and I had a look of bewilderment in my face, there is no doubt that these things can actually be that way. The stress from it is too much on me already, and the worst father is going to do in order to make things worse is by playing around with me. Right now, I am basically not the reason why I don't know whose Norman's relatives are, so he definitely has to let me go on this point, I didn't ask him not to tell me that a long time ago because of security purposes, hell no! that wouldn't be a good idea at all.

"Why no? please explain," I muttered trying my best to remain calm.

I definitely had to remain calm, such times don't need violence, of course not, such things have never solved problems for anyone at all, and the more she does to try her best to be cool, the more her father just wants to spoil her mood, and to think that she Is not in one of her moods just freaks the hell out of her. It is obvious that sue doesn't like it, but then, what can she do about it? nothing, absolutely nothing at all.

Father had a reserved air around him, he had this confidence about whatt he knew deep down his throat and no one can control it, absolutely no one at all. The more he tries fixing things up, the more complicated they become, but then, fathers are always right, I believe that father knows best what is good for me, and will definitely try his best to make things work out for me, and there is no doubt about it.

"For heaven's sake Daisy, you are now part of Norman's family now," father shouted directly to my face.

For a moment, I didn't know what to say, the thoughts kept filing in and out of my mind but I didn't know what all these things were about, and asking one more question might cause me a knock on my head, but then, how on earth will be consider me as Notman's family, or does it mean that I was adopted or something? I wondered to myself.

Nothinf really made sense any more and to think that I was involved in it made me want to cry for a short period of time, but that's it, I thought that I was a strong lady, I have to keep up by that rule for as long as I want it.

"How am I related to Norman?" I asked in a tiny voice.

Nathan quickly rushed beside me, and I felt the way he held my hand gently massaging it. I didn't even notice that I had my hand in a fist already, I couldn't even tell when such a thing had happened, and the stress from it was just too much, something that I can't think about. Slowly, yet surely, I unbraced my hand from the knot that it was. Staring at dad, I expected a reply from him, and with immediate effect. I wanted him to give me an answer, a swift one for that matter, and I so damnly needed it, more than anything on earth.

Before I could have the courage to speak up again, I heard Dr. Harris's voice cut through us as he asked his question.

"How is the lady related to surgeon Norman?" he inquired raising his brows lightly at father.

Well, that made it two against one, and thus, he had to answer us. I really wanted to know, the doctor wanted to know too, and the manner in which he glared at the both of us, I definitely knew that he was going to respond to us. Well, the only thing is that I do not care about all these things, they practically didn't make any sense, all I wanted to hear from dad's mouth was the truth, and he served it got to me.

"Daisy, you are married to Daisy," dad shouted loud enough for everyone to hear.