I Hope You Will Never Regret

On Thursday morning around 5 am, Elizabeth shook her husband and said, “August, wake up.” Her husband woke up immediately, he was so scared when he saw that the bed was wet and asked, “Love, are you in labour?” Elizabeth nodded her head and said, “August, take me to the hospital quickly the baby is coming.” August jumped out of the bed, he put the bathrobe on top of the pajamas then he ran to the closet and took his wife’s dress. He quickly changed his wife’s clothes, and then he carried her in his arms and headed down to the living room. He shouted Butler Bruce’s name. Fortunately, Butler Bruce was already awake; he rushed to his boss’ side. “Take us to the hospital, my wife is in labour.” When Aunt Rose heard Mr Martins’ voice she dressed up quickly and went to the living room. Mr Martins told her that his wife was in labour. He asked her to tell Bridgette to accompany them to the hospital.

Bridgette was in a deep slumber when she heard Aunt Rose calling her name. She went to the door and opened it. She rubbed her eyes and asked, “What is wrong, Aunt Rose?” Aunt Rose told her that Mrs Martins was in labour and Mr Martins asked her to go with them to the hospital. Bridgette’s sleepy eyes became awake, and then she rushed to the bathroom to wash her face and brushed her teeth. She quickly changed from her pajamas to a dress and rushed downstairs. Mr Martins was carrying his wife in his arms waiting for Butler Bruce to drive the car to the front. Aunt Rose had already informed the Gynecologist, Dr Julia Fowler that Mrs Martins was in labour. She was waiting for them at the Taylor Private hospital. It was a state-of-the-art medical facility. It had the country’s top medical specialists and the latest medical technology.

Aunt Rose handed Mrs Martins’ bag to Bridgette, and then they walked to the car. Bridgette quickly opened the door for them, and then she rushed to the passenger seat. She buckled her seatbelt, and then Butler Bruce drove the car to the hospital. Mrs Martins was crying softly in her husband’s arms. She was praying in her heart to give birth to a stillborn baby. Unfortunately, the Lord didn’t listen to her prayers. Mr Martins was helping her with breathing exercises. The water had already broken. Her husband was rubbing her lower back. When they arrived at the hospital, Dr Fowler was waiting for them with the stretcher. Mrs Martins was quickly wheeled to the emergency room. Mr Martins told Bridgette to follow them to the emergency room. Dr Fowler was aware that Mrs Martins didn’t love her daughter; she wasn’t surprised to see a young lady entered the emergency room with Mr Martins. Mrs Martins was sweating, and she was in a lot of pain. Bridgette was wiping her face with a towel whilst Mr Martins was holding her hand, comforting her. Dr Fowler told her that the baby was ready to come out. She asked her to push hard. Mrs Martins pushed hard; she was surprised when she heard the baby crying. It was an easy labour. Dr Fowler took the baby and handed her to her mother, but Mr Martins took the baby and held his daughter in his chest. He asked Bridgette to come to his side, and then he gave the baby to her. Bridgette had tears in her eyes. She had never seen anything so beautiful.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Then Dr Fowler took the baby from Bridgette and cut the baby’s umbilical cord. Mr Martins had prepared two private wards for his wife and for Bridgette and the baby. Dr Fowler told Mr Martins that she would keep the mother and the child for two days for observation. Mr Martins and Bridgette left the emergency room, and then they took the lift to the tenth floor. An hour later, Mrs Martins was wheeled to her private ward on the twelfth floor to recuperate. Mr Martins had arranged for Aunt Rose to keep her company.

Mr Martins had bought infant formula and baby bottles since his wife told him that she would never breastfeed their daughter. He had taught Bridgette how to prepare a baby milk bottle and how to change a baby’s diaper. The ward was spacious with two beds and a baby cot. Also, the ward had a living room and a fully fitted kitchen. Bridgette quickly boiled the water to prepare the baby bottle. She poured the water into the baby bottle and waited for it to cool down before she put in milk powder.

When the nurse brought the baby to the private ward, the milk bottle was already cooled down. Bridgette took the baby and held her in her arms and said, “Hello baby Avery, nice to meet you.” Then she walked to the bed and started to dress her up. The baby was sucking her thumb, and then Bridgette took the baby bottle and fed her. When baby Avery was full, she fell asleep.

Bridgette put the baby on the bed, and then she dialed a number. The call was immediately connected and said, “Hello Mommy, I have great news to tell you. Baby Avery has arrived, and she is beautiful, Mom.” Her mother was so happy for the Martins family then she told her that she would see her later. Bridgette gave her mother the private ward number, and then they hung up. Mrs Evans was overjoyed; she thanked the Lord for His faithfulness to the Martins family. He called his secretary to let him know that he would be late for work.

At that moment, Mr Martins’ phone rang; he excused himself and went out of the ward. He sent a text message to his bodyguards to come to the hospital to protect his family. They were waiting outside the private ward waiting for his instructions. He asked two bodyguards to stand outside his wife’s ward and his personal bodyguard, Clayton Hayes, to stand outside Bridgette’s ward.

Clayton was more than a bodyguard; he was like a brother to him. Mr Martins once saved his life. Since Clayton had martial arts skills, he volunteered to be Mr Martins’ bodyguard. He entered the ward with him and introduced Clayton to Bridgette. Clayton was taken aback when he saw the stunning Bridgette. He didn’t expect to see Mr Martins’ nanny to be so young and breathtakingly beautiful. Bridgette indicated that her mother would be coming later to see the baby, and then she sent her mother’s photo to Clayton.

At 8 am, Butler Bruce came to the hospital with the helpers carrying food. Two helpers brought food to Mrs Martins’ private ward. Butler Bruce took two helpers into Miss Evans’ private ward. He also brought them their changing clothes. Butler Bruce was beaming and said, “Congratulations Sir, the Lord is faithful.” Mr Martins was grinning from ear to ear, he was really happy and replied, “Thank you Bruce, the Lord is indeed faithful. My beautiful Avery didn’t give her mother a hard time. I am over the moon for the gift that the Lord has blessed me with.”

Mr Martins took his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a quick shower. A few minutes later, he walked out of the bathroom dressed in a black suit. Bridgette thanked Uncle Bruce. She then went to the bathroom to wash up. She came out of the bathroom refreshed, wearing a long white dress. The helpers put food in the living room then they left. Bridgette took plates and dished for Uncle Martins and Clayton. She asked Clayton to join them in the living room, but Clayton refused to eat with them. He sat on the chair outside the private ward and ate his food quietly.