The Art Of Revenge (Thalia Nash and Brandon) novel Chapter 90

Bradon’s pov

My entire chest hurt and my head felt like it was about to c*ack, but it was their voices that were the most aggravating. They sounded like kindergarteners yelling on the playground. It remained a mystery as to why they just couldn’t get along. To get them to stop talking, I had to yell at them. Thalia tried to swoon over me, but I shrugged her off. My beauty slumber was disrupted by her ranting and slaps.

When the doctor entered the room, he began collecting the ineffective samples and assessments. To be honest, I felt even worse after I was linked up to the idiotic machine. It was like it was draining the life out of me

Was it possible that she built a machine to kill me? Throughout history, women were known to be skillful killers. The doctor kept asking questions and I nodded a yes or no to his questions. Thalia sat in a corner, chewing her nails and fretting as if I were suffocating or dying.

“So am I dying?” I asked.

The doctor gave me a slight smile and I knew something was wrong. I just turned my head away with disappointment. I guess hoping was too much for asking. He finished up and Thalia moved closer and held my hand.

“Hello, I missed you,” she said.

“Well, I did not miss you,” I bluntly replied. “Why do you like abusing Nestor?”

She stared back at me disappointed “What? Are you supporting him, do you know what he did?” she inquired.

I turned to face her, reminding her of whose idea it was in the first place for her to deliver at a hospital. She only looked down in shame. “Listen, this is what you are going to do, you are going to apologise to Nestor, prepare yourself, then go with him to the city,” I instructed.

Tears began rolling down her cheeks as If I had just turned down her proposal, or asked her to commit murder. “But Brandon I’m not leaving you,” she replied.

“Is your machine movable?” I asked. She stopped with her fake tears and paused for a minute. Probably wondering where I was going with the questions. “Yes, it is but.. ?”

“We will both move to the city for the sake of the baby, we will just have to tighten up with security,” I suggested.

She stared at me confused, my suggestion was not bad. But if she was that obsessed with me then it was better for the two of us to go together to the city for the sake of the baby.

“Brandon I do not think it is safe to move you, the machine has made you weak and Dr. Wilson has set up a Lab here… we can’t take him away,” she replied and hesitated a bit. “The Machine is not giving us the results we hoped for so we have continued looking for the cure,” she added. I only closed my eyes, “So why am I plugged into it if it’s not working?” I asked.

“Well, in short, it is working like dialysis but unlike hemodialysis which is done four or three times a week, the Fraser is done every four hours in a day,” she explained. “Plus you need a lot of blood transfusion, that’s why you are weak.”

“So in short you are saying we are back to square one?”

“No no no, I didn’t mean it that way, the machine is keeping you alive and giving us time to find other solutions. The time that you never had.”

I opened my eyes and stared at her for a while without saying a single word. To be honest I felt pathetic but I did not want to ruin the mood. Going back in search of a cure only meant I was still dying. I did not want to know how long I had, unlike last time. I asked her not to do any estimations, knowing always made it more difficult for me.

“Is there any good news? Honestly, I can’t just be surrounded by bad news… it’s not like I’m cursed or something,” I joked. She scratched her head like she was thinking or something. My house was definitely short of good news or were we just attracted to s*it.

“Well, your revenge plotting finally destroyed both Josh and Victor. They are both on the run and have left Gentex in ruins,” she said with a smile on her face.

“Ooh, I see,” I replied

“Is that all you are going to say? Maybe you need the details,” she stated and got on the bed, lying next to me. She held my hand and began narrating the downfall of the Nelson’s. By the time she concluded, I had my mouth wide open. I was shocked beyond belief and p*ssedat the same time.

How could I have missed the affair? I was supposed to have seen it. The clues were there, everything was there but yet they played it so well. What p*ssed me the most was the fact that I had no video recordings of the two f*cking. Such would have been valuable for further blackmail.

“So where is Jessica?” I asked.

“Hiding in the Nelson mansion, she only goes out to buy groceries and stuff,” Nestor replied and handed me a flash. “This contains everything you need to know,” he added.

Thalia looked up at him p*ssed, I could only assume she was not given the flash or was not aware of it. She only rolled her eyes and looked away.

“Oooh and Josh was spotted visiting his mother, I really thought he was going to kill himself or something,” he added.

Thalia and I looked at each then turned to face him. Yes Josh killing himself would have been icing on the cake but the suicide topic was very close to both our hearts and we both knew at what level of worthlessness that one had to be to resort to suicide. Maybe we once wanted to drive Josh to that level but then thinking about it brought some rather questions to ourselves.

Nestor realized the mistake and quickly apologized. The room became awkwardly silent before I spoke first. “Did you pack everything?” I asked him.

“Yes, and we are ready to go,” he announced.

“No wait, we have still not made a decision,” Thalia interrupted.

“I will join you after I gather some strength, am sure you two can operate the machine?” I asked.

“Yes we can,” Nestor replied.

“But…?” Thalia tried to protest.

“Thalia please can you just for once not stress me!” I yelled at her.