The Marvelous Elijah’s Return

The Marvelous Elijah’s Return By Rever Chapter 148

what are you planning now As the lights from the cameras went off and on, Matt, Rayn, Rookie, Dice, Jerome, Larry, Rick, and a couple of Elijah’s men kept Peach in the middle of them as they made their way out of the hospital parking lot. “Please get out of the way! We are not taking any questions!” Dice announced firmly as the reporter struggled to get a glance at Peach’s face. “Mrs. Darius!! What’s your intake on the news that your husband forced himself on Jessica Astor last night, at Senator Butcher’s party?!” A news lady screamed from the back.

Eyes blurry with tears, Peach halted, her fists tightened at such words about Elijah, which Dice and the others had already filled her in on what happened last night. “Mrs. Darius, is it true that your husband bribed the police to side with him on this matter, and that’s the only reason Mr. Butchen and his men got arrested last night?” Another journalist asked, pushing up to the front of the pack. “Members of Congress, like other citizens, are subject to investigation and prosecution for criminal misconduct and other statutory violations through the criminal justice system, initiated by Federal, State, or local public prosecutors, and conducted through the courts. My client was beaten badly by Mr. Butcher’s men, and he has to own up to that.” Jeff announced professionally.

Lips trembling as tears stained her face, Peach held back her tongue as her body shut down for a moment, and then she drew in a slow breath before walking off with Dice and the others.

The instant she stepped into the hospital lobby, her phone started ringing and she picked it up, “Mama,”

“Honey, are you with Elijah yet?” Miss Grace asked with urgency.

The tears Peach had been fighting to hold back freely streamed down her cheeks, not knowing how to process it all.

Since it was just this morning Dice and the others went back home to tell her the news that Elijah was admitted to the hospital and then explained to her what had happened at the party. At this point,

between what the media was saying and what Rick and the others had told her, everything was still a mess in her head, and the only person that could fix it was Elijah.

“No, mama. We are yet to get to his room.” Peach said as she took a deep breath.

The was a brief pause, and then Miss Grace said, “You didn’t touch your breakfast and abandoned it to rush to the hospital, so I made James package them, and he and I will bring it over to you -”

“No… please don’t come here. The Paparazzi and reporters are all over the place. They are brutal. It’s best if James and you remained at the house.” Peach begged, trying to keep her voice calm,

“Honey, but your food…” “I will buy something from a cafe.” “You didn’t eat for days when your father-”

“Mama, please!!”

The rise in her voice shocked her so much, but when Peach moved her lips to apologize, all she could do was sob, and she suddenly squatted, pressing her forehead against her knees, the taste of her tears settling on her tongue as she cried silently.

“How’s his condition, Dice?” Peach’s memory of this morning haunted her mind.

“He suffered two bruised ribs on both sides and they had to put him in an induced coma, and it will take about three weeks before they fully heal on their own, but the hospital is going to monitor him for the first week before he can come home.” Dice words rang in her ear, causing Peach to whimper, even though she was fighting to not make a sound.

Immediately, Dice and the others built a tight barrier around her, making sure that she was secure from the eyes of those walking by. “Peach,” Miss Grace’s voice trembled with worry, but the concern in her voice was also laced with sadness.

“I am fine, mama. I’m just a bit overwhelmed, but I will be okay.” Peach gained the strength to say, and then she wiped her tears with the back of her hand, sniffing so aggressively that it took her a couple of minutes to calm down. 1:

After a moment of silence on the line, Miss Grace’s soft sigh echoed in Peach’s ear before she heard her say, “I love you, honey.” “Love you too.” Peach whispered before ending the call. Then she suppressed her emotions, stood up, and as she started walking down the hallway again, she felt a bit better from the crying she did.

But when Dice stopped at a door, Peach froze, hearing him say, “They have a couple of machines on Elijah, but it’s nothing serious… umm… the doctor said they are just there to monitor his heartbeat and breathing, and other stuff.”

Silence followed his remark as he waited for Peach to say something, but she just stood there, not blinking “Mama, can I come in!” Her young voice played in her mind.

Then like a horror movie showing in her head, she recalled the hospital door open and Miss Grace stepping out, her eyes watery as she said, “I am so sorry, honey. But you can not go inside.”

“Why?” The brokenness that she heard in her young self’s voice made Peach’s eyes burn with tears again, her lashes frozen open at the memory. “Because… Papa wouldn’t be staying in this room anymore.”

“Is he coming home?”

“No, honey. Papa can not come home with us.”

The nausea feeling that suddenly swept through Peach made her clap her hand over her mouth as she turned away, running past Dice, focusing on the labels on the doors. Immediately, Ryan, Matt, and the

others started chasing after her, trying to catch up to her, but Peach didn’t stop until she saw the door labeled, “bathroom.”

Immediately, she rushed inside, lifted the toilet seat, and gagged aggressively over the bowl for a while since she had not eaten anything. Then she broke down again, this time her cry was loud as she clutched onto her chest, desperately trying to get air into her lungs while holding back more tears that threatened to fall.

“Peach… should we get the doctor?” Matt’s voice echoed into the bathroom.

“No, please… I am fine! It’s a normal reaction, that is tied to a memory of mine! It’s nothing to worry about!” Peach shouted, resting her back on the bathroom stall and closing her eyes. “I will be out in a second.”

The silence in her bedroom was broken when the door suddenly busted open and her son rushed in, causing Madam Jewel to jump from her sleep. “What the hell, Dean!! Do you have a death wish?!” Madam Jewel screamed, glaring at her son. “How can you be sleeping when the entire country is shaking?!” Dean yelled back, throwing his hands in the air. “What are you talking about?” “Senator Butcher went to the police station last night.”

“What?! The congressman?!”

“Yes! Now, guess who put him there?”.

More drawn into the discussion now, Madam Jewel pushed the cover off her, sitting up in bed as she lashed out, “Just tell me already?!” “Elijah,” Dean said with a smirk.

Speechless for a while, Madam Jewel blinked once as she processed this news, and then her brows furrowed as confusion overtook her face and she mumbled, “Elijah did it?!! That is unbelievable!! He

isn’t capable enough for something like that!”

“Oh, he is capable. They said he bribed Mr. Bamford to make the arrest. The news is that he forced himself on Jessica Astor, and Sen. Butcher ordered his men to restrain him, but he put up a fight, so the Senator’s men beat him up to the point that he was in the hospital.” Dean said, excitement evident in his tone.

“That fool… He has bitten more than he can chew, and the bone is now stuck in his throat. Oh, Elijah… You stupid idiot… Don’t you know the price of being an arrogant bastard?” “They are going to chew him alive on this,”

Suddenly, Madam Jewel’s face fell into deep thought, not listening when Dean said, “The Senator is back home now, but he might be facing impeachment by the House of Senate. So many rumors had been flying around about -”

“Did you say Elijah is in the hospital?” Madam Jewel questioned, cutting Dean off. For a second, Dean paused, wondering why she asked that, but before he could respond she said, “What’s his condition?”

“Well, I don’t know. The reporters have not gotten any news on that.” Dean said, confused as he watched her get out of bed, “His men are overprotective of that.”

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After seeing the time on her phone, Madam Jewel looked back at her son and said, “I should go check on him then.” “What? You want to do what?” Dean blurted. “Visit him. Now, which hospital is he in?” “Well, the Stonewood Hospital… Why??”

With one nod, Madam Jewel ignored his words and quickly left her room, hurrying into her bathroom, and slamming the door hard, startling Dean. “Mother, what are you planning now!!” He shouted a moment later, knowing there was more to her excitement than just mere concern for Elijah.” “Get out of

my room, Dean, and shut the door behind you!” Madam Jewel demanded, her voice muffled because of the shower running. Silently, he stood there, staring hard at the bedroom door, and then he mumbled, “Whatever your plans are, you better get him this time and not drag our family into deeper shit than it already is!”