Chapter 3

>>>>>>>Oscar's POV<<<<<<<<

 

How did I end up here?!

The only time I think of going on a drive by myself, and I end up in a hospital? Just Great!!! Now I'm stuck in this s****y hospital!  

I don't know whether I should be grateful or offended that no one recognizes me. Maybe more grateful than offended. Or else I'd be all over the news now.

I don't see how I'll be able to survive in this hellhole for the next whole week.

I looked at the newspaper and wondered if anyone knows I'm here. I suddenly smelt a very delectable aroma of summer rose and wondered how is it even possible to smell this in a hospital. I think all my senses are going crazy. I have been here for less than 24 hours and I'm already going crazy!

"Excuse me?"

"Yes?", I grumbled and put down the newspaper, which I was not reading, already annoyed enough.

I looked up to see the shocked expression of a woman standing at the entrance of my ward. I immediately concurred that she knew me. Well! There you go. So much for being grateful. I might even take some rest before the reporters swarm in.

I waited for her to reply as she walked closer to me. Slowly. Like I was a wild animal she was cornering. Damn right! I'm a wild animal.

The scent of summer rose was getting stronger as she came closer. Ah! So she was the source of it.

"What??", I growled. She was beginning to annoy me. And to top that, she was insanely sexy. That annoyed me even more. When was the last time I thought a woman was sexy?

"O.. O.. Oscar Jo... Jones?", she stuttered.

"What do you want?", I snarled.

"I.. I'm your... n.. nurse.. for this... w... week"

"Can't you talk without stuttering on every word like a fool?", I muttered. I was really annoyed. Don't piss me woman! 

She gasped at my words and I could see she was recollecting herself.

"I'm sorry, Sir. But I could very well be suffering from a speech disorder", she countered.

Mmm! She's got some spunk.

"Is that why you came here? To prove your very clean and sexy speaking skills?", I argued.

Sexy?!? What was I thinking? 

I wanted to insult her not compliment her!

She did not smile. She just looked at me. Thank God! She did not catch up on that Sexy comment.

"I'm Rosie Taylor. I volunteer at this hospital. And I'll be taking care of you until you are discharged from here", she replied.

Stammer to confidence, interesting.

And then anger simmered in me. Take care of me? I don't need anyone to take care of me.

"Do I look like I can't take care of myself? I can very well take care of myself Ms. Rosie Taylor. The last thing I need is to be treated like a cripple"

"Mr. Jones, no one said you are a cripple. The hospital is understaffed, you won't find a nurse, the volunteer who was supposed to take care of you cancelled. So I'm the only one you've got. Whether you like it or not. You're stuck with me"

Oh! So she's here because the supposed volunteer cancelled. Not because she wants to take care of me. And this thought really annoys the life out of me.

"How do you know my name?", I commanded.

She burst out laughing. I don't know why she was laughing, but damn! That was the sexiest laugh I ever heard.

"You're kidding right? You're Oscar Jones!" she exclaimed. "The King of Silicon Valley", she added.

I couldn't help but look smug.

"I'm surprised no one recognized you. Man! I can't wait to tell everyone that I met Oscar Jones", she chuckled.

Oh!

"Are threatening me?", I snapped.

"What?", She stopped chuckling.

"Is that what you're doing? How much money do you want to keep your mouth shut? Now I know why you came here with your delectable body volunteering to take care of me and pretending to be Ms. Goody-two-shoes", I barked.

I really need to control my tongue. Delectable body?

She winced at my accusation. But at least she did not deny it. I know a gold-digger when I see one. I smirked. Everyone in this world is after money.

"Get the hell out of here, I shall give you a cheque tomorrow", I hissed. "I hope you can keep your mouth shut until tomorrow", I muttered.

At that she turned and slammed the door.

I really thought she'd deny my accusations. I guess I was both right and wrong. I smirked.

Everyone in this world is after money.

All that good looks and such low principles. Such a shame!