Chapter 5 Just Another Day

The Obsidian black Mercedes S650 which Amelia rode to church the other day pulled right in front of Mrs Steels just outside the front porch. Dressed in sky blue BOTTEGA VENETA Patent Stretch Leather Dress, paired with AMELIE BERTRAND's handbag from Louis Vuitton's ARTYCAPUCINE collection, a dark Gucci sunglasses and a black Christian Louboutin heels, Amy was ready for the day. Her hair which was styled in a messy bun sitting inches just above the nape of her neck spoke more of 'simple and classy'.

No doubt she is a beautiful woman but life hasn't been fair to her for the longest. She pulled on the rear door revealing an interior that dripped with opulence. Luscious leathers and gleaming woods were used throughout, and the interior design is sleek and stylish. No wonder it costs nearly an arm and a foot. Majestically, Amy sat in the car right before she slammed the door shut. "You can go now" she instructed the driver who was waiting on her instructions.

It was a 10 mins drive to the hospital from her home. Jack's mansion. If she didn't see the doctor this day, she most definitely would be inviting punches and slaps to her body. Jack Steels needs an heir and it was up to Amy to produce one or die trying. It has been 5years of pain and Amy wished her prayer for a child would be answered soon. Maybe this would ease her of the pain and agony but something inside of her feels this prayer may never be answered. Maybe heaven doesn't give monsters children to raise. Maybe Jack was not deserving of an heir. Or maybe she was cursed.

Just somehow, it still baffles her how Jack is yet to bring home at least one love child. He has plethora of lovers,few she had met in Jack's home within the five years of their loveless marriage. As a matter of fact, he didn't care to hide his affairs from her because to him, she didn't matter. According to Jack, Amy's business in his life are to take care of him, his house and have his children and the later she has defiled all odds to fulfill.

She was tired of her sad life as nothing truly was exciting in her life. Beautiful Amy decided it was better to admire the city through out the ride rather than think about her sad life. Certainly, one or two scenes would make her smile from the view.

Few minutes later, Amy's car pulls up Infront of the hospital. "We have arrived ma'am" her chauffeur announced.

"Thank you" she said, clinging firmly to her artistic LV bag after which she took deep fresh breath. This was followed by a deep breath out. She was obviously stressed out of her beautiful mind but she would not dare to show this otherwise people would treat her just the way Jack does.

Scooting herself towards the edge of the door, still carefully keeping her knees and ankle together, Amy pressed on the automatic key fob which was followed by the click of the latch releasing the bolt from it's lock. She pushed the door forward and almost immediately, she quickly darted looks sideways to scrutinize the environment.

With one hand on the seat in front of her and one on the seat she sat in, Amy pulled herself out of the car.

Her body consciously facing the car door, she put her legs out one at a time.

Finally standing straight outside the car, she dusted non-existing dirt's off her dress as she looked straight to the building right Infront of her. Physical appearance mattered to Amy a whole lot because she hated to look like the weak woman Jack made of her behind closed doors. Therefore, Amy was conscious enough to retell the narrative through her body language when in public.

Pushing her shoulders back, while making a mental picture of her ribcage in the center of them, straight spine and chin slightly lifted, Amy had her royal confidence in few minutes.

Now she was ready to walk into the building and face everyone as though she was important. It was only fair to cower infront of Jack not to the rest of the world so she began to walk.

The few staff she met on her way to the reception greeted her cheerfully. Well, apart from the ridiculous fact that she frequented the hospital which is enough reason to be a popular face there, her husband was a member of the board of directors of the hospital. He has enough wealth to own and run any business he wanted, hence the reason he pressured his wife for an heir.

Poor Amelia.

Her mind was burdened and the shame from gossips amongst the staff of the hospital was obvious but she cared less about the petty mockeries. Amy walked stately through the hall way and into the doctor's office without detours. Dr Sam has been waiting for Amelia so there wasn't a need to notify the client services of her intention to see Dr Sam.

"Good day doctor", Amelia cheered as she let her self into the office after a light knock on the door and her warm grin could be seen through her eyes.

Dr Sam quickly dropped the paper he was studying to welcome Amy. "Goodmorning Mrs Steels". He motioned to the seat right Infront of him "please have a seat".

It's was a swivel chair. In the comfort of her home, Amy loves the revolving chair, even so she detested them in public. It's no brainer Amy loves to appear uptight in public. To her, it was one way to limit the abuse she could take from the world. "Thank you" she mumbled after a few seconds of quietness and glances at the swivel chair.

Focusing on Amy he began, "Your husband called earlier. He asked we run more tests on you and place you on fertility treatments" .

"Do I have fertility challenges?" She asked with an expressionless gaze at the medical practitioner before her.

Adjusting the stethoscope on his neck. Carefully choosing his words as not to go against his profession's Ethics. "Well, the previous tests we conducted certifies you healthy and fit to conceive. All the reproductive organs which are necessary for conception to happen are without blemish nor lacking."

"Then why are we yet to have a child?" Amy's confused and inquisitive eyes was solidly fixated on the medical practitioner before her. This is a question she needed answers to.

"Well... Well..." Stammered Dr Sam and in his reflex adjusted the papers on his table.

Looking at the man before him, Amy Jaw jutted as her eyes narrowed skeptically following the movements of his hands.

"Well.. well... Not that it's any of your fault, nor that of your husband, maybe God isn't ready to bless your home yet".

He had managed to speak.

"Then why do I need fertility treatments for God to bless me?"

"The hospital didn't say that you did. Your husband asked for that". He responded emphatically. It was necessary to make this clear for the sake of his career and licence.

Amy shook her head in affirmative while she rocked her heels. She was exasperated and couldn't tell exactly whom she felt more resentment for. The monster she married? Or the child that has refused to grace her womb? Or the doctor before her? She had to be careful not to leave a sour report of this consultation behind otherwise Jack would hit her for it.

"Are you ok ma'am?"

She gazed through half-lidded eyes with supercilious air at the doctor. "What do you think doctor?"

Dr Sam replied with a smirk and raised brow for he didn't see that question coming. Jack had described Amelia as unintelligent and easily swayed, nonetheless, she was the exact opposite of his description.

"I mean..., not that I am questioning the good doctor's authority. I just wanted to know the hospital decision about this", Amy added.

Arching back to rest on the swivel chair he sat on, Dr Sam assured ,"we would do only what you and your spouse ask for. Especially you".

Indeed he was smart and Amy saw this. No one wanted to get on Jack's wrong foot. Therefore, it was futile to sift any further. "What do you think about IVF, doctor?" She inquired.

The atmosphere in the room was less tensed and gradually felt even. "Have you discussed this with your husband before now?" He quarried with fix gaze on Mrs Steels.

"Well, we haven't talked in a while".

"Maybe you should talk to him about it. This procedure has help so many couples in the past. No doubt we most likely would achieve positive results from the procedure in your case".

Some good news at last! The only obstacle before Amy was communicating this to Jack. "Wheeewwww! Thank you Doctor. Is there something else I need to do today?"

"Oh certainly yes!" He cuts in. "That is if you do not mind".

"No I don't sir".

Dr Sam in a monotone continued ,"Are you ok with those tests your husband requested for?"

Nodding her head repeatedly in acceptance, "totally ok!" She noted.

"Them we shall proceed with them right away". He took out a paper and the pen in his breast pocket, proceeded to writing some words that were illegible. 'Doctors and their scribblings'. She sat back and exhaled deeply as she waited for his reference and recommendations. She didn't want to run these tests, but then, she needed to keep herself safe and away from Jack's assaults.