Owned By Her Triplet Bullies
Chapter 83

Ximena's

POV

I grabbed my bag and headed out of the hospital after I was done with my shift. I got into Cole's car with a contented sigh. I was so tired.

"Hello beautiful," Cole said with a smile. I groaned out in response. He chuckled.

"How is my favorite doctor doing?" he asked as he started the car and drove towards our house.

"Tired. Extremely tired," I replied with a yawn.

"Are you the only Gynecologist in this hospital? Why do they overwork you so much? Should I just pull out my investments and build you your own hospital?" he inquired.

"Don't be ridiculous. My clients specifically ask for me," I replied. He had told me severally that he wanted to build me my own hospital but I had always refused. I liked my job even though it was very stressful. It makes me fulfilled and I don't want any hospital at least not now.

"That's because you are simply the best, doctor Ximena. Everyone knows that. What did the director say?" he asked referring to the phone call I received earlier.

"Oh, that!" I exclaimed, thinking back to when I arrived at the director's office. I had been curious as to why he called me. Curious yes, but worried, definitely not. I never did anything worth worrying about. I walked in and greeted him politely. "Doctor Ximena, have a seat," he said pointing towards the chair in front of him. I took a seat as he said.

"I heard about what happened last night. Coffee?" he asked as his assistant served him coffee.

"What happened last night? Yes please," I replied acting oblivious to his question. I knew exactly what he was talking about. His assistant served me a cup of hot coffee and I muttered a 'thank you!

"I heard about the commotion that happened between you and some men last night," he said as he took a sip from his coffee.

"Really?" I inquired as I also took a sip from my coffee.

"You fought with some gangsters in the waiting room yesterday while one of them was seriously injured," he replied.

Fought? I scoffed. Did he just call what happened fighting?

"With due respect sir, I never fought. I was just teaching some gangsters manners. They were noisy and they were disturbing the peace of the hospital and other patients. We resolved everything amicably. Why? Am I in trouble? Getting suspended perhaps? For putting the good fare of the hospital first?" I asked gazing at him skeptically.

He shook his head dropping his cup of coffee on his desk. "No doctor Ximena, I never said you were wrong or that you were going to be suspended," he hurriedly said.

"Right? I was taken aback for a minute," I retorted.

"You got it all wrong. In fact, you were right. You were right to have reprimanded those gangsters. Nicely done," he said with a smile.

"Good to know, if that is all, I will be on my way now," I replied and headed out of his office without waiting for a response.

Cole laughed loudly as he drove when I recounted the occurrence of what happened earlier to him.

"Told you, you were the best, they will never be able to let you go. Which other Doctor dares to speak with the director like that? We both know how strict and stuck-up he is," he said in between laughter.

"This is all thanks to your huge yearly investments Mr. Cole," I responded.

"No, it's all thanks to your out-of-this-world brilliance. If he suspended you, he would lose so many clients, it's all about business for him. And besides, who would win him as many awards that you won? You think I invested that much yearly to cover up for your thuggery acts?" he asked playfully.

I gasped dramatically. "What? Thuggery? How dare you? Come here," I said as I tickled him uncontrollably.

"Stop it Ximena, I'm driving," he chuckled but I didn't stop. He called me a thug and he was going to pay dearly for it. I tickled him with both of my hands nonstop. After seeing that he had learned his lesson, I finally stopped. He pulled over on the driveway. "You are in big trouble," he muttered as he unbuckled his seat belt. I ran inside at lightning speed, I knew exactly what was going through his mind. I giggled as I ran around the living room. I had been tired but with Cole, all the fatigue vanished. "Mummy, Daddy, what are you both up to?" Madison asked as she came downstairs with Mason.

"Tell your daddy to stop. He's been childish," I said loudly as I continued running.

"Your mummy is the childish one. She tickled me first. I'm just trying to pay her back," he replied.

"Kids, help me out," I screeched.

Mason sighed and Madison's face palmed herself.

"Daddy, aren't you tired after our activities in the amusement pack?" Mason asked. Cole suddenly stopped and the kids smirked.

"Am I missing something?" I asked curiously.

"We and Daddy had a fun time today, didn't we?" Madison asked sweetly. The look on Cole's face told me he definitely did not have a very fun time. I knew the twins were planning something when they were whispering to each other yesterday. "Naughty kids, you took your daddy to the clown haunted room again didn't you?" I inquired. Their smiling faces told me they did. I wondered how many more places they took him. I squealed when Cole grabbed me from behind and started to tickle me. I laughed so hard that my eyes became teary. We all lay on the sofa as I panted hard when Cole finally stopped.

"The twins and I had a good time. That trick was just for you to let your guard down and it worked," he said as he winked at the kids. I scoffed.

"Kids, you sold me out just like that?" I muttered.

"Sorry mummy, but we could not help it. It felt good to see Daddy win for once since he always loses to you," Madison said.

"You are right baby, I guess it didn't hurt to let him get his way for today," I giggled. He scoffed.

"Kids, go to your room and let your nanny get you ready. Your clothes are on your beds," he said to them. They nodded and ran towards their rooms.

"You too Ximena, I called you a make-up artist to help you in getting ready. We should get ready and leave on time. A host can't be late for his own party," he said to me. I nodded and headed towards my room. I went to have a bath and a few minutes after I came out, I heard a knock on the door. I opened it and the make-up artist came in. She did my make-up and helped me slip into my dress. It felt like a second skin on my body. It was the perfect fit.

The lower part of the pale blue gown was encrusted with thousands of crystals that glittered brightly. The upper off-shoulder part was embroidered with silver thread and more crystals enhancing the swell of my breasts. The long slender see-through sleeves ended with more crystals at the end. I sparkled brightly. The make-up artist brushed my sleek long golden hair and packed it in a low bun behind me to show off more of my neckline. I liked the way she applied my make-up. It was simple and classy just the way I liked it. She left after she was done and shortly afterwards Cole came in. He slowly took in my appearance.

"You look breathtakingly gorgeous," he complimented in awe.

"I know. You look nice as well," I replied putting on my earrings in the mirror. He smiled as he walked towards me.

"Let me," he said gently turning me around. He took out a small box and clasped a diamond necklace on my neck, earrings on my ear, and a bracelet on my wrist.

"Cole, you really didn't have to. I can't take this," I said. He spent way too much. I already took the dress and from the way it looked and felt, I could tell it costs a fortune.

"Do you like it?" he asked as he stared at me from the mirror.

"Cole I...,"

"Do you like it?" he repeated cutting me off.

"I do," I replied.

"That's all I want to hear. It looks good on you like it was meant for you," he said. I noticed he was also wearing a blue tie on his black suit.

"Did you wear a blue tie because you got me a blue dress?" I taunted. He scoffed.

"I have no idea what you are talking about. My designer made this, how was I supposed to know she was going to design a blue tie?" he retorted.

"Liar," I smirked.

"Shall we? We are running late," he said clearing his throat loudly. I smiled taking his outstretched hand in mine after picking up my blue feathered mask from the chair since it was a masquerade-themed party.