All Chapters of I Am Done Being Your Doormat, Alpha: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

EmmaMy dry throat had made me go for an early morning stroll down to the kitchen. The pitcher of water in my room was already empty, so I had no choice but to come down.Why didn’t I ever bother to ask the maids to get it for me? Well, it would have been too obvious. Andrew and Jessica would definitely have thought I was avoiding them, especially Jessica. Now that her eyes were all on me, even the stupid little things would have been a big deal for her. And I didn’t want that.Once I had filled the pitcher, I got up immediately. The mansion was still quiet. No wonder. It was just 4 in the morning.A few steps away from Andrew’s room, I heard someone about to go out. By instinct, I avoided being seen. I backed away immediately and hid behind a huge floral vase beside the portrait of Andrew’s parents. It was big enough to hide my frame while I stepped behind it.My eyes widened in surprise as soon as I saw who came out of the door.“Jessica?” I whispered to myself. Why did she came out

Emma“Out of the way! Emergency!”A nurse yelled as she pushed the stretcher fast down the hospital hallway. Another nurse was in front. She was asking people to move aside. I was lying on the stretcher. Scared. Uncertain. I could feel the warm blood sliding between my legs. Will I survive this?Will my baby survive this?I never felt so nervous. The distance from the entrance door to the emergency room felt like an eternity to me. Every thing slowed down around me.Suddenly, a wolf in a white coat and a stethoscope appeared from the side. He ran quickly and approached us.“What’s going on?” he asked. The first responders together with the nurses transferred me to the hospital bed. “Heavy bleeding between her legs,” the other one answered. The doctor looked concerned.“Is she pregnant?”“Yes, doc,” they answered in unison.The doctor snapped into action. “Check her vitals. BP?”“90 over 60,” a nurse said.“She’s hypotensive. Pulse?”“Rapid and weak. 132 bpm.”“Get an IV started now.

Emma“Allow me to answer that,” Ken intervened. Then, he turned to the doctor. “Who owns this hospital?”The doctor answered with a bow. “You.”Jessica’s smug expression faltered. Her eyes widened then darted to the doctor and to Ken. And then back again. Her hand loosened from Andrew’s arm. It was her sudden silence that made me believe she didn’t expect any of it. Then she spoke. “You… you own this hospital?”Ken didn’t even glance her way. “You heard him.”He turned his full attention back to the doctor. “As the owner of the Cavanugh Hospital, do I need to schedule an appointment to be here to oversee things?”The doctor shook his head lightly. “No, Alpha. You always make your visits a surprise for everyone so we cannot prepare for it. That way, your performance reviews will always be accurate.”Ken nodded slowly and touched his chin. But he wasn’t done. “And how did I find out about Emma’s condition?” The doctor cleared his throat and replied. Louder this time, “One of the nurs

JessicaMidnight Hotel.I arrived at the distant hotel we had decided to meet at. The location was absolutely perfect…far from the busy city, lessening my chances of bumping into someone I knew.Because the last thing I wanted was anyone I knew to see me here with him. I entered the hotel wearing a wig and sunglasses.“Reservation for Justin Mondo,” I whispered to the front desk. I looked at my wristwatch, 15 minutes earlier than our call time. But I was sure he was already waiting in the room.“And your name, please?”The bubbly receptionist asked me.“Jessie White.”The naive receptionist didn’t even have a clue that I wasn’t using my real name. She typed something on her computer. I looked around while she was busy. The reception area was almost empty, and the hotel staff were cleaning outside by the pool through the side glass door. They were just minding their own business, just like I was.“Room 401,” the receptionist told me.“Thanks.”I took the key card. Instead of using the

EmmaThe shreds of evidence were almost complete, along with each video that captured every abuse of Andrew. This evidence that I kept hidden was a clear reminder of my struggles and hardships as Andrew’s wife.I was inside my room, checking everything and compiling the evidence on my laptop as a backup copy.All of a sudden, three knocks echoed behind the door.“Who’s there?”I almost jumped in my seat. I quickly shoved everything inside my drawer. I closed all the programs on my laptop and replaced them with cat videos.“It’s me, Luna Emma,” my personal omega answered. “There’s something important you need to know.”I wondered what it was.“We need to talk, Emma,” Jessica suddenly shouted behind the door.Based on her voice, she seemed upset about something. I was pretty sure I didn’t do anything since I stayed in my room all day.I got an idea. I hid my phone behind the vase on the cabinet and started recording. This could be a good chance to get more proof for the Jury and also to