บททั้งหมดของ Ex-Husband Step Aside, I Don't Need You Anymore : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Just in the first ring, Caleb picked up. "Hello, Jennifer. How are you doing?" He asked. "I'm not fine, Caleb. I'm in the hospital." She replied amidst sobs. "What happened? Is it about Emily?" Caleb asked. He knew about Emily and what Jennifer and Albert had been passing through for years. "Yes, her sickness started again. She fainted after eating, and I brought her to the hospital. The doctor said she needs two pints of blood. She’s dying. I need your help." Jennifer pleaded, and there was silence on the other end. "Is Albert not with you?" Caleb asked after some moments. "He’s not here. I've tried to call him, and he wasn't picking up my calls. I don’t have enough money on my bank card. Please, Caleb—please help me. I don't want to lose Emily. She's all I have." "Which hospital is that?" Caleb asked. "City Life Hospital, Ward 4, Room 041." Jennifer replied. "I’m coming. You will see me now." Caleb assured her, and the call ended, but Jennifer’s anxiety didn’t. She stood

Jennifer sat behind Emily’s hospital bed, totally exhausted. She was hungry, but the appetite was not there. Seeing her daughter breathing steadily was the only thing keeping her together. She was about to drift off to sleep when she heard Emily call her. "Mom." Jennifer’s head shot up instantly. Her eyes widened in relief as she saw Emily’s bright, clear eyes staring back at her. "You are awake!" Jennifer said and gently placed her hand on her daughter's forehead. "How are you feeling now?" Emily shifted slightly under the hospital blanket and gave a small nod. "I feel stronger now." Jennifer smiled in relief. After the terror of nearly losing her, hearing Emily say those words was enough to bring tears to her eyes. "That’s wonderful," she whispered, and kissed her daughter's forehead. "Thank you for taking care of me, Mom." She said, and Jennifer frowned slightly. "Sweetheart, you don’t have to thank me," she said and brushed her hair back gently. "I’m your mother. My prior

Albert got to his office and he couldn't do anything. He kept looking at the pile of work that was waiting for him. He was angry that he paid for Emily's medical bills. He couldn't avoid it. He was mumbling some words when a knock landed on the door. "Come in." He said, and looked up to see his ex-girlfriend, Stella, stepping inside his office. She was wearing a tight-fitting dress that accentuated her curves and showed off her toned legs. "Hey dear," she greeted with a smile while walking toward his office desk. "I just thought I'd stop by and see how you are doing." She got to his desk and noticed his facial expression. He look angry and unsettled. "Why is your face like that? What happened?" She asked. Albert hesitated for some moments before replying, "Emily fall sick again and was rushed to the hospital. I just came back from the hospital." "You took her to the hospital? I thought you said you won't spend a dime on her sickness." Stella said. "Yes, that was what

Jennifer’s heart clenched at her daughter’s words. She reached out and pulled Emily gently into her embrace. "No, my love," she murmured, stroking her hair. "That’s not true. Your father didn’t mean it—he…he was just angry." Emily shook her head against her mother’s shoulder. She can't be convinced again that her father doesn't mean all that. "No, Mom. He meant every word. He doesn’t care anymore." She lifted her teary eyes. "I want to go back to school." Jennifer pulled back slightly, cupping Emily’s face. "You will go back to school," she promised. "Don’t be scared. If your father won’t pay the fees, I will find a way." Emily’s brows furrowed slightly. "How will you pay it?" she asked. Jennifer sighed but forced a reassuring smile. "Sweetheart, don’t worry about that. Just know that I’m here for you. I will always be here for you. Just keep in mind that your school will be paid." A small, relieved smile appeared on Emily’s face. She wrapped her arms around her mother. "I

"But I'm telling you the truth. My mom is late." She said amidst sobs. "I needed money. That's why I'm selling it." "Listen, I will buy it for two thousand dollars—nothing more. And that’s just because I’m being generous." Jennifer pressed her lips together, her pulse racing. "This bracelet is worth far more than two thousand dollars," she argued. "This is not fair." "I'm not forcing you. If you can’t sell it for two thousand dollars, you are free to go." He said, waving toward the door. "I don’t have time to debate this." Jennifer sat still for a moment while her mind raced with thoughts. She was being cheated. She wished there were other stores that buys used jewelry accessories. Her mind flashed to Emily's hopeful smile when she promised her she would be going back to school. Jennifer could still hear the words in her head. "Don’t be scared. I will find a way. You are going back to school tomorrow." At this moment, she has no choice. She had given Emily hope. She has