Ch.30 Save My family
Ayanna's POV
The next morning I was preparing for work when I got a call from my mom. I hope everything is alright with them, a call from her often meant that something was wrong.
"Hello mom, is everything alright? " I asked and all I could hear was my mom sobbing.
"Mom, what's wrong?" I asked already panicking.
God, please let all be well with her.
"It's about my illness," she said and my heart sank. Please God let him not be dead.
"I had a heart attack and in an even worse
condition than I was," she informed and I heaved a sigh of relief. At least she was still alive.
"We have to do the surgery now."
Surgery? But we don't have enough money for that yet.
"But mom we don't have enough money for that." I panicked on the verge of tears.
Where can we get that much money for surgery?
"I know Ayanna, I'm thinking of taking a loan or selling the house," she informed.
"Loan?" I asked panicking, how would we pay that back?
"We can't take a loan mom, how would we repay that and we can't sell the house either, where will you live?" I asked crying.
"That doesn't matter Ayanna, we have to perform the surgery," she stated
Oh God, what are we supposed to do now?
"It's okay mom, I'd send all that I have saved up. It's not going to be a lot but it's something."
"You don't have to do that Ayanna." my mom said tiredly. "I'd go take a loan."
"I'd send the money and get back to you, please don't get a loan at the moment," I begged.
"I'd see what I can do Ayanna please take care of yourself."
"And you too mom," I said hanging up.
I sighed as I could feel the tears falling. Things have been hard for us especially after my dad got ill a year ago. My mom had to quit her job to take care of him and that was when I moved to New York to get a job. I started as a Escort for 2 years until I got to work as Mr Sinclair personal assistant some months ago.
My mom's illness was getting worse. I couldn't stand it, my mom have been there for me especially when I was at my lowest point, I wasn't even expecting her to help but she was there for me and now my mom's condition is degrading. I don't want to lose her, I had to do something but what?
I wiped my tears hurriedly and stood up to prepare for work. I got a call from an unknown number and wondered who it was. I picked it up frustratedly,what can the person want from me?
"Miss Davies. " the deep husky voice said, his voice reverberating through the phone.
"Mr Sinclair?" I asked just to be sure although I couldn't forget the voice.
What does he want from me this time?
"Have you seen the news, checked online perhaps?" he questioned.
Doing that would solve my problems.
"No, I haven't." I snapped. " I'm not in the mood for your games Travis, please leave me alone," I begged on the verge of tears.
"I don't plan on leaving you Miss Davies, I've announced our engagement on social media," he announced
"You what?" I asked angrily. "What the hell is wrong with you Sinclair, why would you do that." I was so frustrated I was nearly crying.
"Is anything wrong with you?" he asked, a bit of concern in his tone. "You sound like you're crying, is it because of the engagement?"
"Look here Travis, I'm not affected by your engagement game because I know when you're tired you'd stop."
"I'm at your doorstep, you should open the door." Immediately there was a knock on the door.
You have got to be kidding me.
"I don't tolerate being kept waiting for Miss Davies,"
he spoke through the phone impatiently.
I walked up to the door, opened it and saw Mr Sinclair there, I hoped he was lying.
"You look a mess." I held the door about to slam it on his face but he stopped me glaring at me before walking in.
He dared to walk into my house just to insult me.
"I'm perfectly sure I look okay." I angrily stated while he rolled his eyes looking around my house with a disapproving look.
"I got you the ring." he handed me a box that he brought out of his pocket opening it to reveal an expensive 24karat diamond ring that was glowing. What the heck?
"Well, you can go hand it to someone else." I shrugged as if I wasn't attracted to the diamond.
"I'm not going to. I'm just going to count to two, you have to put it on," he ordered glaring at me.
"One..." I wasn't budging, my hand was folded and I was glaring at him too. "Two," he stated dragging my hand away from my chest putting the ring on my finger.
"Get the ring off my finger, there's no way I'm getting married to you." I angrily stated and he was glaring at me.
"I'd advise you not to be difficult," he warned icily.
"I'm not going to marry you Sinclair, get your ring off my finger," I shouted "I'd have the money sent to your account, you'd get two million now then the remaining after six months."
"Huh?" I asked confused, he wasn't joking, was he?
"You're serious about that?" I asked just to be sure.
"Where have you been all these while?" he frowned irritated.
I quickly made the calculations, two million now will settle the money for the surgery, get part of my parents mortgage paid, get them a new house, take them on a vacation and enjoy my life.
"You're serious?" I asked and he still frowned.
"Of course I'm serious. " he harshly replied.
Maybe I should put this into consideration, there wouldn't be any need for a loan or for my mother to sell the house.
But can I do this, can I get married to Travis after everything? I can't. I hate him so much and I can't get married to someone like him who wouldn't even care about me. My marriage that I've always looked forward to, to marry the man of my dreams that I'd love with all my heart but I'd be getting married to the man of my nightmares that I despised with all my heart.
Can I do this, can I get married to him to save myself and my family?
I sighed making up my mind. My family comes first even before me and if this would provide money for the surgery then I'd do it.
"So when do I get the money in my account?" I needed it as soon as possible.
"Now you're talking Miss Davies," he smirked victoriously as if knowing I would give in.
If not for the surgery I wouldn't have, the idiot must be thinking I'm cheap or was just playing hard to get but I don't care. I'm going to have money for the surgery, my mother is going to be alright.