CHAPTER NINE

<p>SHE IS... PREGNANT! <br/>Iver paced to and fro in front of the ward and Donald rushed to him <br/>" Let go home, she is feeling well now," Donald said and Iver looked at him <br/>" What's wrong with her?" His voice was deep and cold. <br/>" The symptoms were just malaria and it's also due to the stress" <br/>" Symptoms!!!!! Order them to test her NOW!!!!!" He commanded in an angry and authoritative voice <br/>" Boss, if she is tested now according to your command, there will be suspicion" <br/>" I don't care, I need to make sure she is well, she is like that because of me. When she was well, make her transferred to our company hospital and gave her a VIP ward" <br/>" BOSS!!!! Please get it together, if she was transferred and we carry out everything as you said, everyone will know you care about her"<br/>" They will never do that, everyone believed I was gay," Iver said and Donald looked at him. <br/>" one of Jenny's fans may be fast-witted, if this happens, her career will be ruined and she will never be free again, she will be the object of curious attention and gossip. She...." <br/>" Alright, just let's believe the symptoms as they say here and later transfer her to the company hospital, give them the excuse that we value our employees' health and well-being" Donald nodded.<br/>" Please take care of her," He said and Donald nodded, seeing a painful and regretful look on his boss's face <br/><br/>He paced back and forth in his living room, his mind filled with guilt and concern for her well-being. How had he let things escalate to this point? He had never anticipated that his actions would lead to such disastrous consequences. The rumors that had been circulating about him were never meant to harm anyone, let alone the woman he cared about.<br/><br/>Iver sank into his favorite armchair, his hands clenched tightly on the armrests. He replayed the events of the past few weeks in his mind, trying to understand where it all went wrong. Bringing her to their company was supposed to be an opportunity for them to spend more time together, strengthen their connection and build a closer relationship. But he never anticipated that the rumors surrounding him would bring harm to her.<br/><br/>As he looked out the window, the dimly lit street seemed to reflect his feelings of darkness and regret. He had underestimated the power of gossip, the way it could twist and distort reality. The whispers about his personal life had spread like wildfire, with half-truths and speculative stories taking a life of their own. <br/><br/>Iver's thoughts turned to her, lying in a hospital bed, her face pale and her spirit shattered. He felt a knot in his stomach, a heavy weight pressing upon his heart. He knew he had to do something, anything, to make amends and ease her suffering.<br/><br/>With determination in his eyes, he reached for his phone and dialed her number. As it rang, he rehearsed the words he wanted to say, hoping that he could somehow convey his remorse and ensure her forgiveness.<br/><br/>"Donald, has she woken up?" <br/>" Yes, I have requested her transfusion tomorrow morning" <br/>" Okay, thanks" Iver cuts and Donald wondered why his boss kept saying 'please and thank you <br/><br/>The next morning, Rhida was transferred to Collins medical hospital. She wondered what was going on she had proven to them that she was perfectly fine but it was as if they didn't hear her. <br/>She was given drips which make her fall asleep. <br/>Donald rushed to Iver <br/>" She was injected as you ordered and she was asleep," Donald said and Iver nodded, wasting no time, Iver went in and saw the woman he longed to see laying on the hospital bed and sleeping. He holds her hand gently and rubs it on his cheek. He was sorry she ended up like this when dealing with his rumor. He looked at her, longing for her and wanting to make her his. <br/><br/>Iver's heart ached as he looked at her peaceful sleeping form. He couldn't believe how much pain and suffering he had unknowingly caused her. He lowered his head, overwhelmed with guilt and regret. How could he have let his selfish desires ruin her life like this? He vowed at that moment to do everything in his power to make things right.<br/><br/>Leaning closer to her sleeping figure, he whispered softly, "I'm so sorry. I never meant for any of this to happen." His voice was filled with a mix of guilt and immense love for her. <br/><br/>Iver remained by her side, his hand gently clasping hers, as if his touch could somehow bring solace to her troubled soul. <br/><br/>Iver left the ward later and allowed them to run a test on her. Later the result was out and Donald rushed to him <br/>" Boss, she is... Is..... Is..."<br/>"What happened to her?" Iver asked, worriedly <br/>" She is... Is... Pregnant!" Donald said and Iver's face lit up. <br/>" for who?" He asked somewhat feeling strange <br/>" she is three weeks pregnant and that day was the day I drugged you," Donald said and stare at his boss, expecting to see a confused look on his face but instead a smile crept at the corner of his lips. <br/><br/>Iver looked at the ward in front of him and he smiled, his once cold and worried look replaced with a warm and gentle look. <br/>" I was thinking of a way to make you mine but you are already mine," He said, a smile creeping at the corner of his lips.</p>