Owned By Her Triplet Bullies
Chapter 93

John's

POV

Last night was an absolute shock for me. I don't think I've ever felt so stunned before. I witnessed Emma with my own eyes, someone we all believed to be dead. Initially, I was angry when I saw her because I thought she had abandoned those of us who cared about her, disregarding whether we suffered from grief or not. However, after observing her reaction yesterday, it became clear that she didn't recognize us. It was undoubtedly Emma, but why didn't she recognize me? She looked at me as if I were a complete stranger. I wasn't sure if it was payback for what happened in the past, but I know Emma better than anyone. She isn't so heartless as to make everyone believe she was dead.

Something more significant is happening, but I can't figure out what it is. There's only one person who holds the answers to my questions.

"Babe, the eggs are burning," Ria informed me as soon as she walked into the kitchen. I hadn't even realized she was here.

"f**k," I cursed, quickly turning off the gas. I had been lost in my thoughts, completely oblivious to the burning eggs and the smoke.

"Good morning," she greeted me with a kiss. I reciprocated for a moment before gently pulling away.

"What were you deep in thought about?" she inquired. The expression I gave her made her understand.

"I understand that you were thinking about her. I was too, all night. What happened last night was truly shocking," she said, and I nodded, scraping the burnt eggs from the pan and putting fresh ones on a clean plate. I was preparing breakfast for Ria and myself before heading to work.

"It was really Emma, right?" she asked.

"It was," I replied.

"Then, did something happen to her during the accident? Why couldn't she remember us?" she gasped. "Does she possibly have amnesia?" she wondered.

"That's a possible explanation for what happened, but we can't be certain yet. We're still speculating. Please don't tell anyone, okay?" I pleaded. I didn't want anyone else to replace out that she was still alive. I hadn't forgotten that she had received death threats just before the accident. Someone could still be holding a grudge. I couldn't understand how anyone could hate Emma. She had such a kind soul.

"Of course, honey, my lips are sealed," she gestured with her hands, mimicking a zipper across her lips. I nodded and resumed frying the eggs. Ria came up behind me, wrapping her arms around my waist and resting her chin on my back.

"Who would've thought Emma would become a doctor? I was quite surprised," she chuckled.

"I always knew. She wanted to become a doctor or a lawyer. She always had a desire to help the less fortunate and bring smiles to people's faces. I was the one who didn't know what I wanted to become. She was very determined, but unfortunately sadly wasn't present to witness her dreams come true," I muttered.

"Don't feel that way, honey. Don't revert back to sadness and brooding. It wasn't your fault. The situation was completely beyond our control," she comforted me. "You miss her, don't you?" she asked. "Very much," I replied.

"I knew that, which is why I called her office and scheduled an appointment," she informed me. I turned toward her in surprise.

"You did what?" I asked, astonished.

"I arranged an appointment, and she agreed to meet with us today at 9:00. Well, specifically me, but you can come along," she responded with a wide smile.

"That was unexpected," I mumbled. I had always wanted to see Emma again, but now that it was happening, I didn't know what to do, especially since she didn't recognize me.

"Give me food, baby. I'm starving," Ria pouted.

"Of course. Have a seat," I said, serving her some of the food I had prepared, and then taking a seat across from her.

"Thanks, you're so sweet. What would I do without you?" she asked rhetorically, but I chose to answer anyway.

"To be honest, nothing," I winked at her, and she scoffed. We enjoyed our breakfast, chatting and laughing. I didn't have any classes until 1 PM, and Ria was in charge. She could go to work whenever she liked. We got ready and headed out in my car, arriving at the hospital soon enough.

"Relax, baby. You look like you're about to visit your in-laws after doing something terribly wrong," she teased.

"It's been so long, Ria. I have no idea what to say or how to behave with her. I mean, how do you relate to your ex-best friend who lost her memory and doesn't remember you? I don't even know if we're still best friends. What if she hates me and blames me for everything that happened once she regains her memory? Do you think she will regain her memory? What if she never does..." I rambled. Ria held my hand.

"Honey, calm down. It's Emma, you don't have to worry. Everything will be fine," she assured me. I sighed, and together we entered the hospital. We asked for directions to her office and were directed accordingly.

"Mr. and Mrs. Moore?" a nurse asked.

"That's us," Ria politely replied.

"Doctor Ximena is waiting for you in her office," she informed us. We thanked her and stood in front of the office door.

"Remember, she's Doctor Ximena, not Emma. Don't make her uncomfortable," Ria said before opening the door. Standing in front of us, she looked exactly the same, except for longer hair, glasses resting on the bridge of her nose, and her white coat. She stood up from her chair as she and Ria exchanged pleasantries. I didn't hear them because I was lost in my thoughts about her. Who would've thought I could set my eyes on Emma again? Ria jabbed my arm, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I glanced at her, and she raised her eyebrows, gesturing toward Emma. I looked back at Emma, who had her hand extended.

"Mr. Moore, it's nice to meet you," she said with a polite smile. Mr. Moore? That was definitely strange coming from her.

"Call me John... Emm, Doctor Ximena," I quickly corrected myself.

"Alright then. Please, have a seat," she gestured towards the chair as she took a seat of her own. If she noticed the name I used for her, she didn't show it. She glanced at Ria's files in front of her. Ria nervously fiddled with her fingers. I noticed and reached out to hold her hand, offering comfort.

"Hmmm," Emma hummed after reading the files.

"Is it bad news? Please be honest with me. Will I never be able to have children of my own?" she asked anxiously.

"Don't say that, honey," I reassured her.

"No, I'm tired of false hopes and numerous miscarriages. Let's get this over with once and for all. Rip the band-aid off. I can take it," she said, trying to sound strong, but her voice trembled. I looked at Emma, hoping it wasn't true. It would devastate Ria. "No, of course not. Who told you that? You will be able to have children of your own, as many as you want. But first, I need to run a couple more tests so you can start your treatment immediately," she said.

"Really?" Ria exclaimed happily. I smiled at her and then noticed a picture of two kids on Emma's desk.

"You have kids?" I asked in shock.

"Yes, I do. They are my bundle of joy," she replied with a smile. I remembered she was Cole's wife, now married with kids. I was genuinely happy for her. She looked happy herself, glowing even. It made me think that maybe it was better if she never discovered the truth. She was content now, and I didn't want to turn her world upside down. She had been through so much.

"They are so cute. Are they twins?" Ria cooed.

"Yes, they are," she replied while staring at me. I quickly averted my gaze.

"Why do you all call me Emma? Have we met before?" she suddenly asked with a serious tone. Her question caught me off guard, but I avoided looking at her.

"You bear a resemblance to a girl we used to know. In fact, we believe you might be her," Ria responded.

"Me? Do we look that similar? I've never met either of you before," she said looking very confused.

"Really? You've never met us, or you don't remember us? The girl we're talking about has been missing for six years..."

"Doctor Ximena, your next appointment is here," the nurse we had met earlier interrupted our conversation suddenly.

"We should leave now. Ria will come over next time for her next appointment. Have a nice day," I said hurriedly, pulling Ria up. Emma tried to stop us, but I didn't allow it. I drove away from the hospital at a fast pace.