Chapter 3 Your redemption

"You have nothing to worry about sir. Your girlfriend will wake up any moment. It's a good thing she doesn't have any internal injury. The hit she took to the head is what made her unconscious and also shook from the accident." A doctor explained to Donald.

When the doctor concluded, he left Donald there with Shantal in the hospital room. He did not bother correcting the doctor about their relationship, which was none.

Donald wondered what she must be doing at that hour of the night in such streets. From what he saw back there, the street didn't look like a safe one to be by herself and worse, at night.

Donald sat on a chair and awaited Shantal to wake up.

Shantal was discharged two days after her incident. At first, she was surprised to see Kyle's uncle in her hospital room. She then thought he was there because of his nephew. To apologize for being a jerk, especially after seeing her room filled with flowers and some get well soon cards.

However, she learnt Donald's driver was the one who hit her, it made a little sense. But still, the driver should be the one at the hospital not Donald.

"Thank you for your help, Mr Moore." Shantal said. They were on their way to the hospital, where her father was admitted. Donald offered to drive.

"I am sorry you had to go through this because of me, Miss Stanley." Donald responded. Stealing glances her way.

'She is still darn pretty even after getting hit by a car' he thought.

The rest of the ride was in silence. Shantal thanked him before stepping out of the car. She went into the hospital.

Donald fixed his gaze on her as she limped into the hospital. She still had a bandage around her head. 'This was all my fault.' He thought, shaking his head before driving away from the entrance. He found a spot and parked where he could easily see her when she came out.

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"Don, maybe I don't believe in all this faith thing but I think this might be your redemption." James' voice echoed from the other end of the phone. "Take your chance. There is no fragile heart like a broken one."

Donald told his friend what happened. How Shantal has ended things with his cheating nephew. Although she left the nephew part of. She didn't mention Kyle's name and Donald doesn't know why.

"Hmm. You know that because?" Donald asked. His brow raised.

"Hahaha. Because I go for the broken ones. They are easier to get away with after one night." Said James proudly.

"Perv." Donald said. "That is not what I want with her. That means I will give her time to heal before I shoot my shot."

"You mean from the accident?" James asked.

"No. From the breakup." Donald said. All the will, his eyes were fixed on the hospital entrance. He didn't want to miss her coming out.

An hour later, Donald did not see Shantal leaving. He thought maybe she left through another exit but he had to confirm. He stepped out of the car and went into the hospital. He was directed where Shantal's father is. He was about to take the last turn to the room when he heard someone sobbing. Shantal's trembling voice followed, trying to console the one sobbing. He stopped in his tracks.

"Don't worry Camilla. I promise to get the money very soon. I won't let our father die. I will find a way." Shantal said.

"I - I don't want to lose him too, Shanny. He is all we have left." The crying voice said.

Donald knew that must be Shantal's sister. He continued with his steps.

"We won't lose him. I will go to Kyle now and ask for a loan from him or my boss, Miss Ty. You see, I even have two options - " Shantal's words stuck in her throat when she saw Donald. She couldn't hide her surprised expression.

"M - Mr Moore? You - came back!?" Shantal exclaimed, limping towards him, hoping he did not hear their conversation.

Camilla only walked back to the room without turning back. Not wanting to be seen by a third party in her broken state, which will make questions arise.

"I never left." Donald said with a shrug. His hands find their way to his pocket.

"You need to freshen up and get changed. Aren't you hungry?" Donald asked.

Shantal was mouth agape. She wondered if he was not the same man Kyle always talked about how scary and unapproachable he was? He never gave her that impression. He has been gentle and caring towards her since the two days that they spent around each other.

'He just feels guilty for what happened. Plus, he is Kyle's uncle.' Shantal concluded in her thoughts.

"It's fine. I will just take a taxi -'' Shantal began but she was cut off by Donald's words.

"Lunch is on me. Consider it as my way of apology."

Shantal looked at the man squarely. 'Now she is starting to doubt if the man standing before her is really Kyle's uncle.

"You already settled my hospital bill. That was a really good way of apologizing." Shantal probed.

Donald shook his head and said, "I will be waiting in the car." He turned and left before Shantal could protest again.

Ten minutes later, Shantal came out of the hospital. She was able to talk to her father for a while after she arrived. Although he seemed weaker than the last time she saw him. He later dozed off to sleep. That was when she and her sister left the room to talk outside.

They were on the road again. Driving in silence until Donald took a wrong turn.

"That is not the way to my house." Shantal probed. She was going to freshen up before they had lunch.

"I know." Donald said.

"Where are we going then?" Shantal said looking at her outfit. It was a brand new dress out of the five Donald got for her while she was in the hospital. But a home bath is what she needs first.

"Your place is an hour drive. Mine is twenty minutes from here." Donald pointed out. "As I said, I am hungry too."

Shantal kept silent. 'He has a point.' she thought. She is famished as well.

They got to the hotel which is a property under Moore's corporations. It was initially built as a way of showing clients the kind of services they deliver. It later turned out to be the best in the city.

Sitting for twenty minutes did not do good to Shantal's condition. Although she was given some pain reliever in the hospital. Her legs were sore once again. When she got out of the car, she almost fell to the ground but Donald and his fast reflex came to her rescue.

"You need to be careful." Donald said with his forehead creased before trying to pick her up.

"I - I can manage." Shantal said, pushing his hand away.

"Alright." Donald said. He removed his other hand that was supporting her to stand and she almost went to the ground again. He quickly supported her again. A smirk formed on his face knowing she will let him have his way now.

Shantal held on to his strong arm. The little action was quick to send a certain feeling down his zone. He tried to compose himself by clearing his throat.

"I feel you did that on purpose." Shantal spoke, looking into his brown eyes with her hazel ones. 'God! This man might be older than me but he is breathtakingly handsome. I wouldn't mind having him for myself. wait! What!?' Shantal mentally smacked her stupid and silly thoughts.

Donald shrugged before reaching for her small back once again. The other hand went to her thighs