Revenge Deal With The Devil-Chapter 112: COMA

Hearing what Giselle said, Damon went to seat on the bench just outside the waiting room and used his hands to cover his face, it was all his fault, he knew that she could die yet he still wanted to tell her everything so he would not lose to Silva.

The doctor soon came out and gestured at Damon to follow him, Damon nodded and followed the doctor with hope in heart that Amelia would be alright and so would be the baby.

"You can seat down sir." The doctor told Damon gesturing to the seat opposite his desk, Damon sat down and kept on looking at the doctor wanting him to talk.

"So sir, to be honest we have not seen a case like this before, without any underlying disease or any ailment, for her to faint like that does not really add up." The doctor explained with excitement written all over his face, Damon glared at the doctor letting his guard up humans always had the kink of experimenting on new things, he would not allow them do that to his child and his mate even if it meant killing everyone that attended to Amelia and know about what happened to her, just to be on the safe side.

"Anyways I have good news and bad news, which would you like me to proceed with first." The doctor suddenly turned serious as he had gotten to the main reason why he had called Damon aside.

"The good." Damon said doubting himself, he was the one that causes bad things to happen to people, but now he was busy expecting good news from the doctor, it reminded him of the times in which he would watch doctors break the news of an individual beloved one die and he hiding in the shadow would snicker and laugh at how he had brought them to that position and now at last he was in the same situation, a situation he put himself in, there was no one else to blame but this time around he wasn’t laughing at the sorrow etched on the person face, he was hoping his frown would turn upside down instead.

"Well the good news is that the babies are fine." The doctor announced Damon felt relief wash over him but soon in realization his brows scrunched up as soon as he processed the word babies.

"Babies?" Damon asked to confirm, was Amelia pregnant with two of his children, if she was then he did not know what to feel or do any more.

"Yes, the mother is carrying twins, did you not already know this?" The doctor asked perplexed, when in the emergency room he was able to deduce that the woman was four months pregnant already, could it be that she did not go for a scan to check her pregnancy or maybe something else happened, well that was none of his business it was how to break the second news to the man before him, although he had been trying to put himself together he could still feel the oppressive aura coming from the gentle men, his aura alone felt so suffocating that he felt like he would would be choked to death by it.

Damon looked taken aback for a moment before gathering himself again, "How about the mother?" Damon asked the matter of utmost importance to him, he looked calm and unperturbed on the surface but deep inside he was like a raging volcano ready to explode with anger and all those anger was directed at himself and at Silva.

"I’m sorry to say but the mother slipped into a coma and there is no chance of her waking up from it but the babies would be fine is the mother is constantly given the right nutrition through fluids in her comatose state, they would grow normally in her belly and by the time it’s time for her to deliver and she is not awake yet surgery can be used to deliver the babies." The doctor explained everything in one breath because from the moment he said the first sentence finish he felt the room temperature drop completely as cold air emitted from Damon, he could see his veins bulging from his forehead and his neck, he was not ready for anyone’s anger to be vetted out on him so he hurriedly said all those thinking that would at least compensate Damon to an extent.

Damon could hear the sparks going off in his head he really wanted to bash someone head against a wall at that moment but then he decided to take in a deep breath in a bid to calm himself down.

"Can I see her?" Damon asked in a hoarse voice, he wanted to see her with his own eyes and see if she was alright.

"Of course you can." The doctor nodded repeatedly grateful to God that his neck was not snapped into two at that moment.

Leading Damon to the VIP ward that Amelia was wheeled in after she was brought out from the emergency room, the doctor fled at the chance leaving Damon alone in the room with Amelia.

Damon saw Amelia frail and now pale body laying on the bed with so many tubes connected to her body feeding her for the sake of their children.

Damon felt ashamed of himself that before even having her completely he could not even keep his promise of protecting her, oh what a man he is.

Damon walked gently towards Amelia and took hold of her hand in which the drip was connected too, his hands gently grazed over the bandaged area then he proceeded to plant a light kiss there.

Damon used his other hands to brush her beautiful red hair backwards, "I know that saying sorry won’t be enough to rectify what I did, I should not have manipulated Marcus, I shouldn’t have made him kill your child, I shouldn’t have killed Amalia just because I wanted you by my side, I was selfish, pretty selfish, just wake up now so that when our children come into this world we welcome them together, Damon picked up her hand with his two hands and kissed it using his forehead to press against it.

It was at this moment Giselle entered, "What did the doctor say?" She asked Damon while he just looked in at Amelia with a soft gaze in his eyes, "She went into coma." He finally replied sighing.

"Don’t worry everything would be alright, I have a feeling that when she wakes up again we are going to be seeing Ophelia Alora and not Amelia James.

"Giselle is it funny I want them both." Damon asked out of the blue, he had indeed been with Amelia because she was Ophelia but now he doesn’t really know anymore who he wants because those two women were the only women that brought joy into his life.

"You would figure it out yourself." Giselle stated patting Damon’s shoulder before throwing a gaze filled with worry and care at Amelia then turned around heading out, she felt pity for the poor girl because of what she was now going to pass through.

Leading Damon to the VIP ward that Amelia was wheeled in after she was brought out from the emergency room, the doctor fled at the chance leaving Damon alone in the room with Amelia.

Damon saw Amelia frail and now pale body laying on the bed with so many tubes connected to her body feeding her for the sake of their children.

Damon felt ashamed of himself that before even having her completely he could not even keep his promise of protecting her, oh what a man he is.

Damon walked gently towards Amelia and took hold of her hand in which the drip was connected too, his hands gently grazed over the bandaged area then he proceeded to plant a light kiss there.

Damon used his other hands to brush her beautiful red hair backwards, "I know that saying sorry won’t be enough to rectify what I did, I should not have manipulated Marcus, I shouldn’t have made him kill your child, I shouldn’t have killed Amalia just because I wanted you by my side, I was selfish, pretty selfish, just wake up now so that when our children come into this world we welcome them together, Damon picked up her hand with his two hands and kissed it using his forehead to press against it.

It was at this moment Giselle entered, "What did the doctor say?" She asked Damon while he just looked in at Amelia with a soft gaze in his eyes, "She went into a coma." He finally replied sighing.

"Don’t worry everything would be alright, I have a feeling that when she wakes up again we are going to be seeing Ophelia Alora and not Amelia James.

"Giselle is it funny I want them both." Damon asked out of the blue, he had indeed been with Amelia because she was Ophelia but now he doesn’t really know anymore who he wants because those two women were the only women that brought joy into his life.

"You would figure it out yourself." Giselle stated patting Damon’s shoulder before throwing a gaze filled with worry and care at Amelia then turned around heading out, she felt pity for the poor girl because of what she was now going to pass through.