Meanwhile, back in the Spaniard Kingdom, Ashley listened to Mrs. Garcia, talking to her about herself.
As she sat there listening, she couldn't help but feel sorry for the older woman who reminded her of her mother. She was such a sweet, caring person, not to mention beautiful and graceful.
"I wish to go back to the Philippines someday. Maybe it'll jog my memory if I go. I'm free to go anywhere here in the Spaniard Kingdom, but my husband doesn't would let me travel outside anywhere. Not even if I asked for him to accompany me to wherever it is I wanted to go." She was staring in the air as she spoke, and tears began to form in her eyes.
Ashley couldn't handle it any longer, and she got up and kneeled in front of the older woman and gave her a tight embrace. "Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. Suppose there's anything that we could do for you. Please... Don't hesitate to ask, and I will do my best to help you." She's sincere when she says it, and even if she has to confront Dr. Garcia, she will.
Mrs. Garcia embraces Ashley back while tears flow down her beautiful face. She couldn't understand what she was feeling at the moment. Her emotions were in havoc, and she began seeing things, and her head began to ache.
She screamed due to the pain, and she let go of Ashley while she put both of her hands on her temple.
Ashley was stunned after hearing her scream from pain. "Mrs. Garcia! Mrs. Garcia! Are you okay? What can I do for you? Do you want me to call Dr. Garcia?" She asked, almost in tears.
When she was about to get up and call for help, she felt a hand grab her arms...
"No! Don't call him, don't let him know. I have a serum in the kitchen banister. Can you please help me go and get it?" She asked with a raspy voice barely audible.
Ashley quickly helped the older woman with thinking. She put Mrs. Garcia's arms to her shoulder, and they walked slowly towards the kitchen. At the kitchen banister, there was a medicine box, and Mrs. Garcia opened it.
There were serum, syringes, elastic-rubber, disposable gloves, and some bandage. Mrs. Garcia went straight to the syringe with serum ready to use. She forgoes the disposable gloves. She has no time for that at the moment. The pain is very intense, and she feels like her brain would blow up.
Ashley was unsure how to help the older woman, but she knows some basic treatments and about giving someone a shot. Since her Dad is a doctor, he had trained her on how to give shots.
"Please, let me help you." She then took the syringe with serum from Mrs. Garcia's hands. She then took out a pair of gloves first, an alcohol pad to wipe Mrs. Garcia's skin. Then she put the elastic rubber around her arms before sticking the needle into her vein.
Mrs. Garcia was about to lose consciousness when the serum hit her system, and she was once again revived and wide awake like nothing happened. "Ahhh, thank you very much, Mrs. Jones. You just saved my life." She then got up and pulled Ashley in a tight embrace.
"So' where did we stop? If you are still up to it, I can continue my story or do it another time. I do have to prepare lunch, and I have to go to my office after." Said Mrs. Garcia calmly.
Ashley looked at how revived Mrs. Garcia, and she let out a sigh of relief before she replied.
"I guess we could do it another time. It seems that you're pretty busy. What can I help you with in the kitchen? I'm a pretty good cook, you know!" She proudly informs the older woman.
Mrs. Garcia's eyes brightened when she heard that Ashley was a good cook. She thought of asking her to make some Filipino dishes, but shyness came, and she couldn't dare to ask. She only smiled and went towards the refrigerator to see what she has for ingredients.
She couldn't understand why she's so happy being around this young woman. She keeps getting this vibe of motherly instinct. She's wondering if she's related to her in any way? Who knows since she couldn't remember her past and she only has her present.
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Right on the dot, Dr. Garcia, Tanaga, and Dr. Green arrived just as they were finishing cleaning up after cooking their lunch. They were busy having conversations as they walked inside the dining room.
However, once they enter, they could smell the delicious aroma wafting inside the dining room, coming from the dining table.
Tanaga quickly stopped talking and went towards the dining table to see if he was correct when he looked. "I knew it! Thank you! My favorite dish, pork adobo, and some fresh stir fry vegetables. Hmmm, this smells delicious." He didn't wait for anyone; he swiftly pulled a chair and sat down.
Dr. Garcia had a smile on his face when he saw how comfortable Tanaga was in his home. On the other hand, Dr. Green just stood and waited for him to be invited to sit down. Which it never came from Dr. Garcia.
Luckily, the two women just entered, and they saw him awkwardly standing. Mrs. Garcia gave Dr. Garcia a meaningful glare. She couldn't believe that he sat down without inviting Dr. Green. Where is his manner?
"Dr. Green, what are you waiting for? Come and sit down so we could begin." She said with a sweet and kind smile plastered on her lips.
Dr. Green didn't stand in the ceremony and quickly pulled a chair across Tanaga. Ashley put down the bowl holding the rice and sat down next to Tanaga while Mrs. Garcia sat across the table from Dr. Garcia.
Once everyone was seated, Dr. Garcia gave grace to their food, and once he was done. Only then they began to eat. Everyone ate in silence; no one spoke until they were almost finished, and then that's when they started discussing what next after they ate their lunch?
"So' as I was saying, the result should be out later on. I will work on it right away. Meanwhile, you can use the afternoon to take your wife out and do some sightseeing." Said Dr. Green while looking at Tanaga and Ashley.
Tanaga, who was sitting comfortably leaning back on his chair, slightly smiled. "That's good! If you have nothing scheduled for me today, it's a good idea for my wife and I to go sightseeing." He then turned his attention to his wife.
"What do you think sweetheart, are you up to it? Or..." He was going to say they could stay in the guest room and do another honeymoon. However, Ashley quickly replied and interrupted him, so he didn't complete what he was about to say.
"Sure! I would love that. Mrs. Garcia told me that she has to go to the office anyway. So, I would have nothing to do if Dr. Garcia didn't give you a break. Hahaha!" She then looked at Dr. Garcia with a wide grin on her face.
"Thank you! Do we have a curfew time when we should be back? Hahaha!" She banters.
Everyone joined in with her laughter; even Dr. Garcia has a smile on his face while looking at Mrs. Garcia full of love.
Tanaga, Ashley, and Dr. Green saw how Dr. Garcia was looking at his wife. It's full of longing radiating from his eyes. Ashley saw this under the lid of her eyes and tapped Tanaga's legs under the table to look.
"Well, Mrs. Garcia... And my dear lovely wife, thank you for the wonderful lunch." Said Tanaga before getting up and excusing himself.
Dr. Garcia came back to his senses after hearing Tanaga and put down his napkin before doing the same thing as Tanaga.
"My dear wife, Mrs. Jones. Accept my sincere gratitude for this wonderful and delicious lunch." He then got up and pick-up his plate, and took it to the sink.
Dr. Green followed suit and took his plate to the sink, leaving only Ashley and Mrs. Garcia to clean the rest.
A moment later, while Dr. Garcia and Dr. Green went back to the laboratory. Mrs. Garcia was leaving to go to her office when Ashley and Tanaga were coming out of their room, ready to go sightseeing. Ashley had a thought, and she called for Mrs. Garcia.
"Mrs. Garcia! If you don't mind, can we ride with you? I think it would be fun if you're with us on the way downtown so you could give us some pointers on where to go." Said Ashley as she approaches the older woman.
Mrs. Garcia loved the idea, but the only problem was that she didn't drive. Due to the trauma she obtains from her accident. She normally gets dropped off by Dr. Garcia, walks to town, or rides a bicycle.
She looks at the couple hesitant to answer...