As he gazed at the body in the bed, Joseph's mind began to wander. Miss Jac Naylor had saved his life, dated him, worked with him and helped him. Yet she had also hurt him emotionally more than he had thought was possible. He had felt crushed when he learnt that Jac had been sleeping with his father, Lord Byrne. He had stored his anger; keeping it bottled up until all he wanted to do was get back at her to make her pay, force her to feel like he had.
The Faye came along, like a breath of fresh air. She was a loving, beautiful woman, attracting Joseph almost straight away. He refused to see her as a rebound person – they were both so happy together, providing that 'special' someone for each other. But now there was this business with her ex-husbands and Carl Hewson. It made Joseph wary, wondering whether he was doing the right thing by being with her.
The other confusing woman Joseph knew was Jac. She had attempted ringing him numerous times, but leaving no message when it went to his voicemail. And now she was lying unconscious in ITU, having been involved in a collision with a lorry. What if her news for him had been important? She had roused herself into the land of the living, trying to talk to him, before giving into unconsciousness again. Why? Why would Jac Naylor want to talk to him that much?
Joseph Byrne's flicked down, taking the sight before him i. Her now-frail body lying there, hooked up to so many machines it was hard to see her, her beautiful face framed by her long hair. He walked over and sat down next to the bed, taking her hand in his and brushed the strands of hair from her face; silently willing her to wake up.
Next part is up with this one :-)