Chapter 76
After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife
#76 âWinning Someoneâs Heart isnât Always Easy.â
Alexander closely followed the ambulance, determined to ensure Maestro Paus received the best medical attention available. He knew the gravity of the situation, and his concern for their dear friend was evident.
Meanwhile, Sophia remained outside the villa, her heart gripped by worry and fear. She stared at the road where the ambulance had disappeared, unable to comprehend the sudden turn of events.
Maestro Paus had been sitting right beside her, and in an instant, he had fallen to the ground, his frailty exposed. Her chest tightened with anxiety, but she forced herself to take deep breaths, attempting to push aside the haunting thoughts of the worst possible outcomes.
The significance of Maestro Paus in Sophiaâs life couldnât be overstated. He had been her mentor, her guiding light, and a cherished friend throughout the years. Their relationship held a depth of meaning that extended far beyond the realms of mere friendship.
As Sophia watched, a car pulled into the driveway, and her anxious eyes recognized it immediately â it was Oliverâs vehicle. Sophia rushed down the steps to meet him, her concern etched across her face.
The look on Oliverâs face mirrored her own worry.
âSophia, is everything alright?â Oliverâs voice was tinged with concern as he spoke through the car window.
Sophia barely took a moment to respond, her words tumbling out breathlessly. âMaestro Paus⦠he lost consciousness, fainted, and now they are taking him to the hospital. We must go immediately.â
Oliverâs expression grew pale, mirroring Sophiaâs unease. He didnât hesitate and gestured for her to get into the car. Sophia wasted no time in doing SO.
As Oliver sped towards the center of town, he questioned her urgently, âDo you know which hospital theyâve taken him to? There are at least three nearby.
Sophia, still reeling from the shock of the situation, cursed under her breath. âI donât know⦠Alexander left right after the ambulance. Iâll call him.â
Her trembling hands retrieved her phone from her bag, and she dialed Alexanderâs number. When he answered, the urgency in his voice was palpable.
âSophia,â he said, his concern evident. âThe Maestro Paus is already in the hospital, and my assistant.
Laura, has taken care of the rest.â
Sophiaâs voice wavered as she asked, â Which hospital are you in?â
âStone Medica,â Alexander replied. â My family owns hospitals with the best specialists. We brought him here to ensure he gets the best treatment.â
Oliver accelerated through the streets with determination, echoing Sophiaâs concern. He promised, âWeâre coming for you.â
Sophia couldnât help but wonder about the cryptic message that Laura had â taken care of the rest.â
She inquired, her voice trembling, âWhat does it mean, Alexander? Whatâs going on?â
Alexander reassured her, âShe has bought everything heâll need for his hospital stay and handled the admission documents. Weâre keeping a close eye on the doctorâs instructions.â
With that, the conversation came to an end, but the worries and questions swirled in Sophiaâs mind as they raced to be by Maestro Pausâs side.
The hospital lobby was a stark contrast to the grandeur of the villa they had just left. Harsh fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting a clinical pallor over everything.
The walls were painted a sterile white, and the floors were a cold, unforgiving linoleum. The place had that distinct hospital scent-a mixture of antiseptic and underlying anxiety.
Before long, Sophia and Oliver had arrived at the hospital, where Alexander was waiting for them at the entrance. The worry etched on their faces was unmistakable.
âIs there any information?â Sophia inquired anxiously as she stepped out of the car, her eyes darting to Alexander. He shook his head. âWeâre still waiting. The doctors admitted him to the emergency room.â
They entered the hospital, its cool, sterile air washing over them as they made their way to the waiting area. Sophiaâs anxiety had her pacing nervously, her footsteps echoing in the empty corridor as she hoped for any news about Maestro Paus.
âSit, Sophia, it might take a while,â Alexander advised gently. Reluctantly, she settled into one of the waiting room chairs, her posture rigid, a facade of stone attempting to mask the turmoil inside her.
Alexander, however, saw right through it. He knew her well enough to recognize the storm of emotions raging beneath the surface.
âDo you need anything? Something to drink, food?â he offered, genuine concern etched across his features.
Sophiaâs head shook slightly, but she couldnât bring herself to look at him. She was putting on a brave front, but the uncertainty of the situation gnawed at her. Her guard was cracking, and it was taking every ounce of her willpower to maintain composure.
Alexander, aware of her need for support, gently pulled her closer. At first, Sophia tensed, her instinctive response to distance herself from him.
However, as the seconds ticked by, it became clear that she was grappling with the need for solace and human connection.
She relented, allowing him to draw her nearer, his hand offering a reassuring touch amidst the uncertainty that hung in the hospitalâs antiseptic air.
An agonizing hour crawled by in the harsh, unforgiving atmosphere of the hospital waiting area. The pale walls, the sterile scent, and the distant hum of life-saving machines weighed heavily on everyoneâs nerves.
Sophia continued to fidget, her worry and anxiety intensifying as each moment passed. Her leg bounced restlessly, a testament to the storm of emotions raging within her. The silence hung in the air, broken only by hushed conversations.
Then, finally, the heavy door leading to the emergency room swung open, and a doctor clad in white stepped out, the gravitas of the situation etched into his weary features. Sophiaâs heart leaped into her throat as she rose from her chair, her eyes locked on the doctor.
He took a deep breath and addressed the anxious group. âMaestro Paus is out of immediate danger.
Weâve stabilized him, but his condition is still critical. Weâll be transferring him to the Intensive Care Unit for further treatment and monitoring.â
Sophiaâs tightly coiled nerves finally unwound, and she breathed a shuddering sigh of relief, her shoulders slumping as she heard the words that offered hope in the midst of their collective fear.
âCan we see him?â Sophia asked, her voice tremulous, her eyes seeking confirmation. The doctor nodded, a glimmer of compassion in his eyes. âFamily members are still not allowed to visit. He is unconscious right now, but when he wakes up we will inform you.â
Sophia nodded, gratitude washing over her. âThank you.â
As the doctor retreated back into the emergency room, Sophia turned her attention to the matter at hand She needed more information about Maestroâs condition, and she knew she had to be patient.
Alexanderâs calm demeanor offered a stark contrast to Sophiaâs emotional turbulence. He spoke with a reassuring tone, his concern was evident. âSophia, I need to return to the villa to handle some matters.
Maestro is in capable hands here, and you should take care of yourself. Itâs been a long and stressful evening.â
His words made sense, and part of Sophia understood the necessity of his departure, but she couldnât shake the reluctance she felt. It was as if Alexanderâs presence had provided her with a newfound sense of security, a reassurance that she clung to in this moment of uncertainty.
Sophia nodded, her voice tinged with a hint of sadness. âI know youâre right, Alexander. Please take care of things at the villa. Iâll try to rest early, but Iâll be back here as soon as they allow us to see Maestro.â
With a final reassuring glance, Alexander turned and headed for the hospitalâs exit, leaving Sophia and Oliver to wait in the uneasy stillness of the waiting room. It was a night filled with questions and concerns, and the answers remained frustratingly out of reach.
Sophiaâs eyes followed Alexander as he made his way towards the hospital exit. The feeling of vulnerability without him by her side began to settle in, but she knew she had to be strong for Maestro Paus. Turning to Oliver, she tried to focus on the immediate concern.
âOliver, I want to know everything about what happened to Maestro. Do you think you could find someone to talk to, maybe one of the doctors or nurses? I canât bear this waiting without any information.â
Oliver nodded in agreement. âof course, Iâll go check with the hospital staff and see if we can get some details about Maestroâs condition. You stay here and rest for a bit, but if thereâs any news, Iâll come and find you immediately.â
Sophia gave him a grateful smile, appreciating his support. âThank you, Oliver. Please find out as much as you can.â
As Oliver walked away to inquire about Maestro Paus, Sophia settled back into the chair, her mind racing with thoughts and worries. She longed to see her mentor and friend, to know that he was safe and on the road to recovery. The hospitalâs sterile environment seemed to amplify her concerns, and she was eager for any news that would shed light on the situation.
Alexander returns to his car where Laura is waiting for him. He slammed the door and started the engine. His thoughts raced through his head and gave him no rest.
As the car sped away from the hospital, Laura couldnât help but notice the tension in the air. She had been working for Alexander for several years and had developed an intuitive sense of his moods. It was clear that something was bothering him, and she decided it was time to address it.
âMr. Stone,â Laura began cautiously, Iâve noticed that youâre not in the best of moods. Of course, youâre worried about Maestro Paus, but I think there might be something more?â
âLike what?â
Laura decided to be straightforward. â Mr. Stone, is it because of Sophiaâs ambivalence toward you?â
Alexander sighed, his frustration evident. âI donât think this is something that falls within your job description.â
Laura nodded thoughtfully. She had observed the complex dynamics between Alexander and Sophia, and she knew that their relationship was far from straightforward. âMr. Alexander, I donât mean to pry, but itâs clear that you care deeply for Sophia. Have you talked to her about how you feel?â
Alexander glanced at Laura, appreciating her concern. âIâve tried, but sheâs so guarded. Itâs as if sheâs surrounded by a fortress, and I canât find a way in. It doesnât help that there are so many people supporting her, which only makes it more challenging.â
Laura leaned in, offering some advice. â Winning someoneâs heart isnât always easy, especially when there are unresolved issues. But remember, persistence can go a long way. If your feelings for Sophia are genuine, donât give up. Keep trying to break down those walls sheâs built.â
Alexander appreciated Lauraâs words of encouragement, but he couldnât shake off the sense of crisis that had been looming over him. âLaura, I feel like Iâm running out of time. There are so many unknown difficulties on the path, and I fear I may not be able to overcome them all.â
âMr. Stone, love is a journey filled with challenges. But youâre a determined man, and youâve overcome obstacles before. Donât let doubt cloud your path. Keep fighting for what matters to you, and the rest will fall into place.â
Alexander nodded, taking in Lauraâs advice. As the car continued its journey, he couldnât help but wonder how he would navigate the complexities of his relationship with Sophia. The road ahead seemed uncertain, but he was willing to persevere in the hope of finding a way into her heart once more.