Loise's POV
"What the heck was that Oliver?!" I demanded for an answer.
"I honestly don't know, Loise. And don't ask anymore." Oliver told me off.
"You gotta stop playing like you're teenagers! You have children that's relying on you two. They need stability. And this is not some kind of romcom on TV. " I tried to make a point.
"And how are you going to explain this to your children? That you woke up one day and you just forgot who their mom was?!" I was getting impatient.
"Do you think I don't know that already? Look, Loise, I am trying my best... Did I want to be in an accident? Obviously, no." Oliver answered.
I stood up because I couldn't take it! I am walking out on Oliver! He can bloody sleep alone in this hospital room!
I was about to walk out the door when I remebered, I had his phone in my bag. I took it out and bang it on the table. I really had a terrible day at Oliver's company today so I can't deal with anymore sh*t.
"I'm going home." I told Oliver then I went.
Oliver's POV
Great! Two women just walked out on me today! Do they think I wanted to be where I am right now?! Who the hell wants to lay in a hospital bed?!
With my able hand I picked up my phone. I looked at emails and missed calls. I found out that Loise and Macy were alternately replying to them which means they have been filling in for me. And on top of that, they both had to alternately stay with me at the hospital while I'm confined. And here I am whinging about everything!
I feel bad. But I can't really do anything. I plan to talk to the doctor tomorrow about going home.
But for now I'll call John.
John: evening sir!
Me: can you do something for me?
John: anything sir.
Me: can you send me any cctv footage during the time of my accident?
John: I may have a copy of those sir, in case you'd ask. I'm just driving to the office then I'll send them to you sir.
Me: thanks John
The call ended.
I was tapping my fingers on the phone as I am always impatient. After 1 hour I received an email with the footage attached.
The first time I watched the footage I was confused. Then I started to remember that I flew from overseas that day to talk to Macy about our divorce.
I stopped at the thought of it. Why was I divorcing her?
Then I reread all text messages. It wasn't really very informative. And since I am very impatient I had to call Macy.
It's funny how she's the first one on my contacts.
Aaaaaawife...
Her phone rang. I waited patiently.
Macy: snider... hello?
Oliver: it's me.
Macy: are you alright?
She sounded concerned.
Oliver: yeah.
Macy: hmmm...
Oliver: can we talk?
Macy: too late for that. we're already talking.
I smiled at her retort.
Oliver: do you love me?
She sighed.
Macy: can this wait? It's almost midnight...
Oliver: no. It can't. I want to know why are we divorcing.
Macy: because you wanted to.
Oliver: why?
Macy: I don't know Oliver. You ask yourself!
I sighed in frustration.
Oliver: do you want a divorce?
Macy: if it what makes you happy.
Oliver: I need more than that!
Macy: f*ck it Oliver! I can't do this right now!
Macy was starting to get angry but I really need something.
Oliver: I'm sorry that I woke up and I couldn't remember you.
She's crying I can feel it.
Macy: I have done my bit and I have to keep it together for our children Oliver.
Oliver: do you love me?
Macy: You have no right to ask me that! You were the one who wanted the divorce. I'm just giving you what you want!
After Macy told me that. I suddenly remembered why I asked her to pick me up at the airport. I was going to say more but she ended the call. Why do I always mess things up?!
I hope she comes to the hospital tomorrow. I really need to see her.
The next morning I finally asked the doctor if I could go home. He told me that they are taking the bandage on my head off first and see if it's healing. Then they will do last lot of bloodtests and if everything is okay, then they would ask the physio to see me first to help me get back to my preaccident mobility. However, I have to keep the arm sling as my fractured clavicle is not yet healed.
I'm losing hope about my wife coming but it's still a long day. I really hope Macy would come!
Macy's POV
After Oliver's phone call last night, I'm debating whether I should go and see him or not. But I'm still busy working so I will think about it when I'm finished working today.
But at around 2PM I received a phone call from the hospital saying that I needed to go to the hospital because the doctor wants to talk to me. And since I am technically Oliver's first point of contact, I don't really have a choice. I tried to ask if his sister was okay but they said no. So, I told them I'd come in 2 hours.
I tried to finish my tasks for the day so I won't have to come back. I wanted to catch up with some sleep while the twins are with Oliver's family. I am basically only awake because of caffeine. I can't remember when was the last time that I have slept for more than 4 hours. I'm lucky I haven't gotten sick at this point.
Oliver's POV
Macy is here...
And she looks different from the jumper and yoga pants girl that she was yesterday. Her hair looked more textured. She's wearing a white longsleeved fitted top paired with a below the knee black pencil skirt and a black blazer. And she is wearing a nude peep toe pumps.
She looks rad. I can't keep my eyes off her.
She sat on the couch with her leg crossed as she waited for the doctor.
"Hi" I smiled and greeted her.
"Hey..." She answered.
I don't know how to start the conversation to be honest. Maybe I'll do it after she had a talk with the doctor.
The doctor came and he started by removing the bandage on my head. It felt wierd at first then it got more comfortable. And I desperately needed a shower and a shave.
Macy was listening to the doctor when he told her that I could go home. Finally! The doctor also said that I'm going to need a carer to stay with me at night in case something happens or if I had a seizure. She was just nodding to the doctor.
"Mr. Crowne, do remember your wife now?" The doctor asked.
I told him that I have fragments of memory. The doctor then reassured Macy that at this stage there's nothing we can do than to wait.
"So what's your plan Oliver?" She asked after the doctor has left.