His Ex Wife

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Yvonne thought a lot after Iyan had left. She did not know how to approach Scott again after last night, he had been very ignorant to her. She had to bow to her ego if she really wanted to get even with Zachary Scott Anderson. But his last message that had said sorry came to her mind.

She wondered if he had melted after her caring speech last night and then came about that it was Scott she was talking about, if only he had a heart…

Yet, she tried to not think of that- thinking about that would have made it worse- and opened her phone to call him. He did not pick up the first time. Restless by now, she tried his number again and it was picked up at the very first ring this time.

“What do you even want Yvonne?” Anna replied, irritation slicking off her tone in every word.

Yvonne’s mouth was agape by now, she did not even know what to make of this. Just yesterday Scott had announced his divorce with Anna and today they were already back together? She rejected this theory thinking about what Scott had said last night about that other girl but that still did not answer the questions that rose one after the other, like bubbles in a soda, in her mind.

“Anna? What are you doing with Scott? Where is Scott?” she asked in complete disbelief.

She heard her sigh in annoyance hearing her myriad of questions before she replied very strictly to her, “If you’re so bothered to know, come to Welkor Cornell Clinic, emergency unit, room 908,” and hung up.

Yvonne would have asked what had happened but Anna was not really the type to let information out very easily but she could guess that it was not something good that had happened, no wonder she had been feeling very uneasy since the morning- she had probably not even stopped thinking about Scott.

She quickly got dressed in her casual blue jeans and formal green top and got a small purse that did not exactly match her outfit, but she had no time to get a perfect match for clothes right now, this was no trip to the mall. She braided her hair and quickly sprinted outside the door to get in her car. At least she knew how to drive, it was a small car but sufficient to get her around.

As she drove to the clinic- which was an hour’s drive away, the thought of calling Iyan crossed her mind but she assumed he was already busy, it was too early to bother him for things like this. She preferred to deal with all this on her own.

When she reached the clinic, it was already 6 pm by then. Her stomach grumbled as she struggled to find a parking; she was already feeling too nervous…Scott, his ex-wife…It was just not something she had her mind prepared for but she walked in the emergency unit anyway.

Not being able to find anyone she knew around the busy corridor of the - Anna, that is- Yvonne asked a nurse where room 908 was and she pointed to the end of the corridor. She still tried to look around for Anna but no sign.

As soon as she entered the room 908, there he was, the richest man in New York City, Scott Anderson, lying on the patients’ bed like a child. He looked anything but powerful right now, rather he was pitiful. But Yvonne was in shock to see him like this.

lap so he could not misplace it. His

coat, he had X-Rays in his hand

you?” the man asked her

it was so evident that she did not even want

death glare to Yvonne but Yvonne’s attention was divided and torn between

her voice was filled with nothing but concern at this moment.

looked back at Anna like he relied better on her. But Anna only looked away in return, she was on a total

Scott’s ex wife,” Yvonne said

took a long pause and then looked at Anna, “I thought you were

us are, okay? Or do you want to know anything else as well?” Anna retorted loudly and rather, irritatingly and

“I am his first wife, Anna is his second wife, they

Italy. Of course, she had known her far before then

now moved towards Yvonne, she seemed like a much more comfortable or in his mind- safer option than Anna at the moment.

accident Scott Anderson had last night, it was only luck that saved his life, his death was definite in any other case. But surviving a fatal accident like

known as the limbic system. Temporal lobes in this brain structure have been broken, generally these structures lie deep within the center of your brain and thus, the

this information at one go, Yvonne asked again, “So Scott has amnesia

cannot say at this stage, the X-Rays that we took right after he was brought here indicate high possibilities of Amnesia but he has not regained conscience till now. He has already been unconscious since the past 8 hours, if he does not regain conscience by tonight, I’m afraid it might be

her nothing but pain, betrayal and misery all her life and yet, she prayed that he gains conscience by tonight. She did want revenge but not from a man who was feeble and unable to even

Yvonne’s shoulder looking at how seriously she was going to take this, “He is not brain

to sign the papers about the patient’s future responsibility and custody. She looked at Yvonne for a long moment,

herself and went to Scott to have a closer look at

his power well decorated on his shoulders and women lying at his feet, was now just vulnerable and weak, at the mercy of God if He chose to give Scott another chance, another breath, another

the room but she found a boy standing at the door, lost. The boy was around 10, his dark blue and hazel eyes were beautiful but he was all alone, Yvonne