A WEEK LATERCopyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.


    I dragged my tired eyes from the screen when my phone kept on vibrating. I knew it couldn''t be Lucas because I had a separate ringing tone for his calls and his would definitely ring out, it wouldn''t be Grace; she would have stormed up here if she called more than twice and I didn''t pick up.


    Now, this was the fifth time this caller had called. I would give it to the caller though. The person had called for five times straight in a row, their persistence was admirable.


    I yawned and rubbed my tired eyes then I leaned back against my seat and grabbed the phone from the table. The number calling wasn''t saved on my phone and it wasn''t even familiar at all. "Hello..." I drawled after I picked up the call.


    "Good afternoon, ma''am. Am I speaking with Miss Sydney? You brought in Mr Mark Torres after he was involved in an ident."


    I frowned and sat up. "Good afternoon. Yes, I am Sydney."


    6m a caregiver and I am the one assigned to Mr Mark Torres."


    I raised my eyebrows. I remembered that before I left the hospitalst week, the doctor had suggested that I hire a caregiver that would care for Mark before his mother or fiancée would get there. I had told him that he could get him a caregiver and also made it clear that he should give him all the things and treatment that Mark needed and assured the doctor that the Torres will surely pay for everything.


    It was also then that I was reminded of the essence of a good name. At the mention of Mark''s family name, the doctor in charge had been eager to do anything and everything even though I only made payment for Mark''s surgery


    "Are you there, ma''am?"


    "Oh yes," I was dragged out of my derailed thoughts. "I am still here. Okay, you said you''re Mark''s caregiver, is there any problem?"


    "There is a big problem, ma''am.”


    "Oh my." My heart unnecessarily skipped a beat. "What happened?" What was it this time? It''s been a week, it was enough time for either Sandra or Rose to get to the hospital and identify themselves as rtives of Mark Torres, so why was she the one the caregiver had chosen to call?


    "When I got this job, I was excited that I was going to be caring for a man from a wealthy family and my pay will be steady and who knows? I might even get an increase but since I''ve started this job, I''ve only been taking care of the unconscious man, no one hase to check on him talkless of paying me for the services I''ve been offering for the past days." The woman''s voice was low but agitated. I could literally hear the frustration and disappointment in her voice.


    "Wait wait," I held up my palm before me as though the caregiver was sitting across from me. "Did you just say no one hase to see him?"


    "No one," the caregiver bit out in an exasperated tone. The doctor kept assuring me that his family wasing but it''s been a week now and mere assurances would not pay my bills or put food on my table." Chapter 6148


    My frown deepened. I rested my elbow on the desk and massaged my furrowed brows, "What about his and fiancée? They haven''t been there?" I closed my eyes after the question rolled my tongue. God, Sydney! The poordy just said that no one hase! I reprimanded myself. It wasn''t my fault though, I am stressed.


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    There was silence and I braced myself for thedy''s outburst. But she seemed to have a steady. the reins on her emotion because she replied calmly after some seconds.


    "I just said no one has visited, Miss Sydney." She clicked her tongue, "So I don''t know about any fiancée or mother but no one has showed up for him. I''ve been the only one taking care of him. I had to force the receptionist to give me your contact info, I need my pay, please," she said firmly. "I have been patient enough."