Ricardo P.O.V
Just after I finish my call with my secretary someone knocks on the door, and I said "enter". I stood up from the chair when the door opens to reveal that the doctor has arrive and he is a middle-aged man wearing a white lab coat. "Are you Mr. Giovanni?" the doctor asks. "Yes, I am," I answer him.
"I am Mark Owen, a pediatrician. Well let's have a look at the child," he says while walking to the other side of the bed. He did a complete check up on Dante and it took a while to do the scans to check for internal injuries. But after the results are out, he looks up at me and gives a genuine smile. "He is fine. No internal injuries or concussion, and the only problem is he is a bit malnourish," the doctor informs me.
I release my breath, and I didn't even remember holding my breath. "You can rest easy. I will prescribe vitamin pills to help him increase his appetite to encourage him to eat more, then he can be discharge from the hospital as early as tomorrow," the doctor assures me. All I can say is "Thank you Doctor."
He just smiles at me and excuses himself once he is done explaining everything I needed to know. As soon as the door is closed, I sat on the chair in relief that nothing is wrong with my son except for being malnourish but that can be taken care of easily.
5 minutes later there is another knock on the door and my butler enters the room after I said to come in. He is carrying a medium size black bag with him. I stood up from the chair and thanked him before walking to the bathroom to have a quick shower. I felt better once I finish my shower and wearing clean cloths.
I open the bathroom door and see my butler sitting beside my son. "He almost looks like a carbon copy of you," he whispers while gently stroking Dante's hair. I nodded feeling a lump in my throat from his words as I am still having a hard time processing the fact that I am a father.
He has been a butler for my family since before I was born so he has watched me grow up from a baby until now. So, he is now feeling nostalgic when he saw my son as Dante looks similar to when I was his age.
"Well, I need to go home to prepare his room and make sure he has everything he needs," he says getting up from the chair and making his way to the door saying his goodbyes before leaving the room to head home and prepare everything for Dante's arrival to the house.
Although he is not my personal butler, I did give him a spare key to my house in case I need him for something and right now he is the perfect person to help me in getting a room ready for Dante as Mr. Enzo is experienced in those kinds of things.
So once again I am left alone in the room and the only sound in the room is Dante's breathing and mine. I let the soothing sound of my son's breathing to calm me. Now that I am getting a good look at him, he does look a lot like me the only difference is our hair color. As I smile at that thought I heard my phone beep indicating that I have a new message.
I open the phone and click on the message, and I find that it is from my secretary saying that she is at the hospital already and is going to see what is happening with Ruby. I have an internal battle with myself about whether I should stay with my son or go to check on Ruby, and I decided that leaving him for a while will be ok as there are nurses on standby if anything happens.
So, I kiss Dante's forehead before leaving the room and I made sure to inform a nurse that Dante is alone and to keep an eye on him. The nurse assures me that he will be well taken care off, so I went to the lift and press the down button and wait for a few seconds before the lift dings and the door opens.
I enter the empty lift and press the ground floor button as the elevator door closes. I took deep breaths as the lift goes down to prepare myself for Ruby's condition.
The door dings and a second later the door opens, and I walk out walking towards the front counter to ask where Ruby is located. The young lady at the counter told me she was at the ICU that is located down the hallway.
I ignored the fact that she is trying to flirt with me which is not professional of her and said a quick "thanks" before walking down the hallway to the ICU. As I walk down the hallway, I see Miss Evans sitting at the end of the hallway, her hands covering her face and I'm sure she is crying as her shoulders are trembling ever so slightly. So, I walk towards her and call her name when I am close.
She lifts her head to look at me when she heard her name and I can see her eyes are red and puffy, also tear tracks made a print on her face. It is obvious that she has been crying a lot. "How is she?" I ask her. She just shook her head and says "I don't know. The doctor still hasn't come out and tell me what is happening with Ruby."
I let that sink in as I sit down on the chair next to her as I also wait for the doctor to come out and inform us of Ruby's condition. "Why don't you visit your nephew while we wait for a doctor. He is on the fifth floor, room 580," I told her as I can see that she needs some distraction from worrying about her sister.
She looks startled like she forgot that she had a nephew but then she sobers up and nods at me before slowly getting up from the chair and walk slowly towards the lift.
When I can't see Miss Evans anymore, I let the tears trickle down my face thinking about what is happening to Ruby and whether she is going to make it or not. I tried not to think negatively and tried to remember all the good memories I had with her. I also tried to think about our future as a family of three. How fun it will be to spend time with each other and catching up with the moments that I had missed.
I'm also worried if I would be able to be a good father and role model for Dante to look up to. I have never taken care of a child before, so this is all new for me. As soon as I'm free I must look up on parenting info to help me take better care of my son. All these thoughts are running around in my head to distract me from thinking of the worst possible outcome.
I don't know what I'm going to tell Dante if his mother does not pull through and I'm also quite busy with my work so I can't take care of him all day. Dante must stay with a maid at home when I am at work. I must look for a reliable live-in maid that can take care of children.
These thoughts goes around in my head as I wait for any news on Ruby. Then my thoughts shifted to praying to any god that will hear me to save Ruby even though I don't really think it will help, but I pray anyway. As I am praying, I heard the operating door opening and I lift my head and quickly got up from the chair to quickly walk towards the doctor.