Chased By My Demon CEO Chapter 200
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Entering the fourth week of pregnancy, the intensity of Viona's vomiting and nausea became more frequent than before. Fernando quickly fulfilled her desire to eat strange foods during the first trimester.
Fernando finally asked two chefs to stay at his house while Viona was pregnant, so when Viona wanted to eat something quickly the chefs made it for her without going out of the mansion because Fernando was still worried that Natasya would hurt Viona especially when she was pregnant. Fernando wasn't willing to take such a risk.
Viona was finally getting ready to go back to work after a week of holiday. Fernando was actually still reluctant to let Viona get back to work, but because the agreement had been approved by Viona and the hospital, Fernando finally tried to let Viona go back to the hospital to work.
"Why has the day flown so fast lately?" said Fernando to Viona who was putting her make-up in front of the dressing table after taking a shower.
"What do you mean? I think everything feels the same," Viona replied while rubbing lipstick on her peach-colored lips giving a fresh impression on her face.
"You think so? Because I feel like the time just went by like that because three days off with you at home feels like a few hours," Fernando replied as he stood up to Viona, who was still sitting at the dressing table.
"Can you say clearly what you want to talk about? Don't confuse me like that," said Viona while holding back her laughter.
Instead of answering the question from his wife, Fernando actually knelt and embraced Viona's body from behind while placing his face on Viona's shoulders while staring at the mirror in front of her.
"Can you just stay home and don't work, Babe?" Fernando asked gently to Viona who was also looking at him from the mirror.
"Didn't we agree that you would never interfere in my career and let me work as long as I was strong and able to do my job?" Viona answered with a smile at Fernando.
"Yes, I know, but why does it feel so hard to see you get back to work? I can't bear it if you have to be exhausted while serving your annoying patients," said Fernando while tightening his hug to Viona.
Viona smiled at Fernando's words. She then put her lipstick on the dresser and grabbed Fernando's hand, who was hugging her stomach from behind.
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"For me, to be a doctor is not just to make money or to gain popularity. I want to be a doctor because it's a profession that caught my heart many years ago. Since I found out that my father was a great doctor, I also wanted to be like him. Become a doctor who sincerely serves people regardless of social status and the amount of money they have," Viona said with a smile at Fernando who was lowering his head over his shoulder.
"But, at this time, there is no one who is willing to be a doctor only to be paid by thanks. There is something wrong with your life principle, Honey," Fernando replied, raising his face and looking at Viona who was smiling at him through the mirror.
"Yes, I know that. But, please believe me when you sincerely help others without expecting anything in return then one day you will get the fruit of that sincerity, either in the present or in the future. Especially when you are alone and no one wants to help you," Viona answered softly.
Hearing Viona's words made Fernando smile faintly, he was someone who did not believe in the law of karma and he could only remain silent when Viona spoke like that.
For Fernando, only powerful people were able to do anything in this world, he never believed in God's help because in his heart he felt that God never helped him when he needed it the most.
"If most people in this world are like you then I believe no criminal will ever appear," said Fernando after he thought carefully about what to say to respond to his wife.
"What do you mean?" Viona asked, raising one eyebrow upward.
Hearing Viona's words made Fernando smile faintly, he got up and invited Viona to sit on the bed not far from the dressing table where they had hugged each other earlier.
"In this world, there are only two principles that can be applied, Honey. The first is that money can buy you anything. Second, without money you are nothing," Fernando said as he smoothed Viona's hair slowly covering her beautiful face.
"What do you mean by that? I don't understand," asked Viona who looked even more confused.
"What I meant is that people who have money can do anything and they can control almost everything, and when you don't have the money you are practically nothing.
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I believe in these principles because I have experienced it all by myself. You know though, Honey, when I was in high school I was bullied by seniors. At that time, there were no friends at school who knew that I was the son of Jacob Gray Wulan who was the number one businessman in the city.
Some kids with powerful status at school started to bother me one by one for a whole week. At that time, I assumed that I could deal with it without bringing my father's big-name or by spending money, but my guess was wrong.
After one week passed, it turned out that I was not strong enough to face those who kept bothering me. In the second week, I came to school using my father's limo school along with several bodyguards who escorted me.
Since then, the bullies at school had bowed to me especially after they knew that I was the first son of Jacob Willan. From this experience I know and realize that only with a lot of money we can make others respect us and only with such vast wealth we can control other people," Fernando replied with a smile while recalling his past.
"Damn, that's really bad," Viona replied without guilt and sneered at Fernando.
"What do you mean?" Fernando asked, squinting one eye.
"You had only been bullied for one week and had given up that easily. What about me then? During my school days, I was the butt of the jokes for my friends and seniors. Maybe you won't be able to be like me," Viona replied as she stood up from the bed and left Fernando who was still transfixed by Viona's words.
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Fernando's heart skipped a beat at the words of his wife.
"For us, we were very grateful and happy when orphanage children like us could go to school. If someone interfered in our school we could only give in and accept such harsh treatment. All we could do was just show our best performance, even when we were invisible to everyone else in the end.
As you said earlier, that only those who have money will get the spotlight anywhere, including in school," Viona added slowly, smiling at Fernando, who was still silent on the bed.
Because Fernando was staying on the bed without saying anything, Viona then walked toward the door to get ready to go down to the first floor for breakfast, when she was about to touch the doorknob, Fernando suddenly hugged her tightly from behind.
"I'm sorry ... I'm sorry for not being able to take care of you since long ago," Fernando said in a husky voice full of regret.
"Why should you apologize?" asked Viona, confused.
"Because I was not beside you when you were having your hard time if only I had known you since a long time ago maybe I would not let you experience such terrible things," Fernando replied softly as he turned Viona's body to face him.
"At that time, were you as powerful as now? Don't you say that you were not even capable of fighting those bullies in the past? You couldn't even protect yourself, how do you think you would protect me back then?" Viona replied, chuckling.
"I could use my father's money to protect you back then, just like I did to protect myself. Anyway, I would do everything I could to protect you from those bullies if I knew sooner," shrieked Fernando with fiery eyes.
"Hahaha ....We don't have to talk about it now since it's already over, I never think about it again because I'm sure God has punished them in His way," said Viona with a smile.
"But, they should get a punishment since they dared to bother you at school, tell me where they live right now and let me pay a visit," Fernando asked seriously.
"If I take my revenge on them, that means I'm no different from them, am I right?" Viona asked back while gently touching Fernando's face.
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Fernando immediately hugged Viona fondly, he really felt very lucky to get Viona who had a very kind heart.
If only Viona had wanted to say where her bullies were now, she might just have searched for them and took her revenge.
"Keep being a light in my life that illuminates my dark soul, Honey," muttered Fernando into Viona's ear in a hoarse voice.
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