I’m Just His Wife

“You know, Lara, don’t be proud of something that isn’t yours especially if it doesn’t have a title. It’s like someone you love, as long as you don’t have a last name, you can’t say no one can take away what you say ‘you’.”

He was shocked by what I said. Well, it’s true. I’m just telling the truth.

“ARGH! I don’t know where you get what you’re saying. But, I won’t stoop down to your level.” He said angrily.

“It’s your fault, Lara. You want to live here, so be it. But don’t expect me to be miserable in front of you.” I smiled sarcastically at him. I was about to pass him but he put my arm in front of him again.

“Don’t you dare walk out on me!” He shouted.

I close my eyes emphatically. I can’t take it anymore, I’m full. I slapped him hard on both cheeks and I heard sighs around.

“Yan, for being your apple. You know, I just now realized that I wasted my saliva when I talked to you. You’re not worth talking to because you’re just a hooker. Mistress.” I stressed with him.

I turned my back on him. I have already walked away. I was about to go upstairs when he spoke.

“Why can’t you divorce Ivan?” He asked.

I was stunned for a moment by his question but I immediately turned to him and answered. ‘the answer was simple, because of my son.” I said and grinned. ‘then someone else said that, didn’t you? Don’t let go of the thing that you can’t see others holding. Unfortunately, you won’t be happy because I’m still here.”

Rigella’s POV

Annoyed I climbed the stairs. That Lara was able to cope, she thought who she was and she wouldn’t be proud of anything if it weren’t for her obviously fake boobs. That pest, am I really the one to be annoyed?NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

I smiled to myself, welcome back, Ella. It’s me again, the woman who fights and doesn’t back down in any fight. Just really try that snake to fight me, more than a couple slaps he will receive condensed.

I shook and sighed. This was not the time for me to think of that leech. That pest just upsets the mood. I need to go to my son first.

I entered Ice”s room and I was surprised because it was so quiet. Well, my son was really quiet but, was it too much now? All I know was that he watches a movie on his iPad whenever he gets bored.

The shiver immediately crawled in my chest so I hurriedly approached his bed. I was almost depressed when I saw him covered with a blanket and shivering, maybe because of the cold.

“Ice, baby …” I cried and touched his forehead. Shit, the height of his fever!

I was confused but I was still able to get the thermometer out of the drawer and turn off the air con. I immediately put the thermometer in Ice’s underarm and soon after it rang.

My eyes widened when I saw that his fever was already 41. 1 C. I can no longer think straight. All I could think about was taking my son to the hospital.

I took my phone out of my pocket and immediately pressed contacts. Who should I call? Damn!

Seymour immediately entered my mind so I immediately dialed his number. He answered the call in just three rings.

“Cupcake, do you need anything? Did something happen?” He asked.

I took a deep breath so he wouldn’t hear my faint sobs. “Seymour, please come here. Let’s take my son to the hospital please …”

“What ?! What happened?”

“Let’s talk later. Please, come here …”

“O … Okay, I’ll be there in five minutes.”

I sniffed. ‘thank you …”

My trembling hands caressed my son’s hair. What happened? Why did he get sick? My son was pitiful, why was this happening to me?

I’m scared. I might lose him. Maybe … maybe he’ll leave me too. I can’t …

She shivered even more and I noticed red rashes all over her body so I cried even more. “Just be patient son …” I whispered to her.

Jusko, you won’t take my son from me, will you? I feel sorry for you, he was my only reason to live. Don’t take him from me first …

Soon the door opened and I heard footsteps. I looked at it and saw Seymour gasping for breath and anxiously looking at me.

I stood up. “Let’s take my son to the hospital …”

He nodded immediately and lifted Ice. We left the room and immediately went down the stairs. I saw the housemates who were all shocked looking at Ice.

When we left the house, we immediately put Ice in the car and then we got in. Seymour was already driving while I was silently praying.

Jusko, please save my son …

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“Doc, how’s my son?” I asked the doctor after they saw and treated Ice.

The doctor took a deep breath and removed his mirror. ‘the cause of his fever was over fatigue and starvation. While his rashes occurred because of allergic reaction. Did he eat anything? Did he drink anything that could cause his allergy? Or rubbed on the body?”

I was so bitten on my lower lip. Did my child get sick from being tired and hungry? Also, allergies? What happened to him when I was away?

I sneezed. “I … I don’t know too, doc. I haven’t been home for four days so I don’t know what happened to my son. I just got home …” I said with a bow.

The doctor nodded and Seymour talked to us but I couldn’t listen properly. What happened to Ice? Why was he so tired and hungry? Why was he allergic?

Seymour and I sat in the waiting area. I clasped my two hands while still thinking about what had happened to Ice. Maybe … I should call Manang Lisa or Marilyn.

I took my phone out of my pocket and dialed Manang’s cellphone number. After a few rings he answered it.

“Hello, Manang?” Bati ko.

“Rigella, sister. Why did you get called? Where did you take Ice? was she okay?”

I sighed before answering. “We’re in the hospital. The one closest to the subdivision. Ice has a fever but the doctor says she’s fine …”

“was that so, sister? Oh, I hope my pet was okay. Shall I tell this to Ivan, sister?” Manang asked.

“All right, he has the right to know. By the way, I have a question, Manang …”

“What’s that, sister?”