Monalisa's POV
Alex tapped his feet uncontrollably against the hard marble while I stomped angrily from the bed to the wardrobe and from the wardrobe back to the bed. Why is Alex mother bent on making life a living hell for me. She even went as far as booking one room for us.
Why is she trying to push me closer to her annoying son? Gosh!
The more I thought about it, the more I felt goosebumps all over my body.
I shot Alex a stare. He was seated on the bed with his chin rested on his head, I felt my anger increase. Look at him sitting down there and acting as if nothing happened, I'm sure he must be enjoying this.
I hissed and continued walking to and fro the room. My mother in-law will soon call us downstairs any moment from now, I have to come up with a quick plan to stop this suicidal mission.
"Hey! Can you stop pacing to and fro, I am already feeling dizzy" Alex hoarsed, I stopped abruptly and walked up to him.
" This is all your fault you know? If you had followed the plan then all this wouldn't be happening" I snarled.
" Seriously? Don't you dare blame me! Why should I be the one to act sick? " He asked with furrowed brows.
" Because she is your mother and she will easily believe you. I am sure no mother would want to send out her sick child o
He paused. This is a good sign, looks like he is considering my suggestion.
"What if she calls the doctor? And then the doctor decides to give me an injection?" He exclaimed with widened eyes. " No. This is definitely a bad idea"
I sighed in disappointment. I have to keep my calm and try to persuade him.
"Don't worry about that, I will handle the doctor"
" But ...
We heard a knock on the door and we stopped talking.
"Come in" I said.
The door cracked open to reveal Anita.
"Hi guys. Why are your faces like that? Am I interrupting anything?" She chuckled, walking towards us.
" Huh? No..no.. it's Alex. He is feeling sick, I don't think he is strong enough to go for our honeymoon" I sadly said.
" What? " She exclaimed and rushed over to her son with worry clearly written all over her face. "What is wrong son?"
Alex gave me a "what the heck was that?" look but I quickly averted my gaze. This is our only opportunity and I hope he doesn't ruin it.
"Uhm..yes..yes mum, I am sick. I feel so dizzy, tired and.." He stuttered, looking for the best word to complete his sentence.
"And headache too" I chirped in.
"Yes! And headache. I am in so much pains mum" Alex choked, giving his mum a baby face. Anita sadly sat beside him on the bed and he laid his head on her laps.
Smile crept my face as I watched the two of them. They reminded me of the memories I shared with my mum. I remembered how mum would let me rest my head on her lap whenever I am sick and she would stay all through the night caressing my hair and watching me sleep.
I never knew the pains and helplessness she always feels whenever I'm sick and couldn't afford money to get drugs until that faithful day. I got home to meet mum coughing really bad and rolling weakly on the floor.
My heart almost stopped beating for a while because I thought i was going to lose her. Mum had asked me to go seek help from my dad when we couldn't afford her surgery bills.
My dad? How absurd that sounds.
Thank goodness Alex appeared at the right time or I wouldn't have imagine myself going to meet that monster. I will rather die than take help from him, not after what he did to I and mum.
I let out a deep sigh.
I have paid the money for mum's hospital bills and also hired a private nurse for her. I hope she gets better.
"What do you think mum? I am not feeling so well and not in the right state of health to go for such a tiring and unnecessary event like honeymoon, you will cancel it right? " Alex asked, bringing me out of my thoughts.
We both looked up at Anita with great expectation, I just hope she believes Alex and just agree already.
"Be honest with me son. Are you avoiding spending time with your wife?" She asked with furrowed brows.
" What? No.. why wouldn't I want to spend time with my lovely wife? It's just that I am not fit"
" What of you dear? Don't you want to spend time with your husband? " Anita asked, looking at my direction.
I chuckled nervously. " Of course mum. I love my husband and I would like to spend time with him but .. "
She cuts me off. " No more buts, since you both are dying to be with each other, I will do everything in my power to make things work"
She opened her golden purse, fished out her phone and dialed a number.
What is she up to now?
"What are you doing mum?" Alex asked, confused.
" Calling the doctor. A few injections will do. I'm sure few hours after the injections, you will feel better okay?"
Alex sprang to his feet. " What? injection?"
"I know you don't like injections but don't worry, it won't be painful"
"No need for that mum, I'm now better" He chuckled and picked up the medium size traveling bag which contained our clothes.. "You guys can meet me downstairs"
He scurried out as I let out a gasp.
Coward! How can he just ruin our plans?
Anita let out a brief laughter. "Don't mind my son, he can be naughty sometimes but I am his mum after all. I know when he is truly sick or just acting"
I forced a smile.
" This is the opportunity dear, take hold of it and draw your husband closer. Come down quickly, you wouldn't want to keep him waiting right?" She said with a soft tap on my back before walking out.
I scoffed. Did she just call this an opportunity? Oh, she means an opportunity for her to ruin my happiness?
I grumbly followed suit. I guess this is my fate; to be tied down to an annoying husband and creepy mother in law.
LisaThe soft hum of the city outside was drowned by the rhythmic breathing of my sleeping angel. With a cup of milkshake in hand, I tiptoed into the nursery, where the golden morning light painted warm hues across the walls. My little prince lay peacefully in his crib, his tiny fingers curled into loose fists, his delicate lashes fanning over his rosy cheeks. It had only been a few minutes since I left him to make my drink, yet it felt like I had been away for hours.A soft smile stretched across my lips as I leaned over, my heart swelling with indescribable love. Gently, I ran a finger down his velvety cheek, memorizing every inch of his perfect face, his button nose, the tiny lips that occasionally puckered in his sleep. He had his father’s sharp features, but his deep brown eyes were unmistakably mine.The nursery, adorned with plush animals and a celestial-themed mobile, carried the faint scent of baby powder and lavender, creating a cocoon of warmth and tranquility. Alex had gon
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