บททั้งหมดของ Rebirth Of The Scorned Wife: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Chapter 12 Mathew “Goodness! I've been calling you nonstop but you didn't pick up.” I shrieked as soon as Megan picked up her phone. However, my heart sank into my stomach and I froze when I heard a different voice from the other end. “Who are you? What happened to Megan? Why do you have her phone?” I could feel my heart pounding hard in my chest as I said in a single breath, my grip around my phone tightening. “She is drunk. You should come pick her up.” A masculine voice spoke from the other end. “Give me the address of the place. Now!” I snapped, and he told me the address. I didn't spend another second before dashing out of the balcony, leaving for the parking lot afterwards. I dialled Megan's number as I walked briskly to my car, but unfortunately it ended without anyone picking up, so I just had to rush there. “Mathew?” I heard Rose's voice behind me just as I pulled the car door open, causing me to pause. That bitch! Why the fuck is she calling me now? Isn't she the r

Chapter 13Mathew ‘Congratulation, Ms. You are two months gone’.Those words still rang in my ears, my heart leaping with joy as I drove Megan to her apartment.Finally! I was going to be a father.Megan collapsed in the middle of our argument earlier today, and I had to rush her to the hospital where she was confirmed pregnant.While this was good news to me, Megan didn't feel the same way about it. She instead looked mad.We arrived at her apartment minutes later, and she left me in the car, heading inside, so I followed her.“What's wrong with you, Meg?” I managed to catch up with her in the living room as I held her hand and pulled her back, but she yanked my hand off, throwing me a murderous glare.“What is wrong with you? We are expecting a baby, why are you acting all mad?” I tried not to raise my voice at her because she was already getting under my skin.She scoffed, running her fingers through her hair, obviously frustrated. “Acting? I am not acting mad, Mathew. I am fuckin

Chapter 15Rosebud Martinez “Who was that, Rose?”I saw Mathew standing close to the window, but he turned to face me the moment I walked inside the living room.I rolled my eyes. For fuck’s sake, I had a long day today, and the last thing I wanted was to be bothered by him.“I've been calling you nonstop, Rose. Why didn't you answer your phone?” He didn't wait for me to answer his first question before he threw another one to me. Not that I was planning to answer, anyway.Is he seriously asking me that when he spent the night at Megan's?“I had work to do.” I replied to him simply.“Work to do? It's Sunday today, Rose. And why didn't you tell me about this so-called work?” He raised his voice, his face burning with fury. Seriously? Does he have an idea how much he sucks at acting? He thought I would fall for that and think he cares so much about me?“Cut me some slack, Mathew. Don't make a big deal out of this. Besides, you didn't sleep at home too last night, and you didn't let me

Chapter 17Rosebud Martinez ‘I'm here, honey’.I had just stepped out of the conference room when Mathew's text came in.‘I’ll join you shortly’Got my bag from my office, and headed outside to join him.I spotted him, leaning against his car. Hands inside pockets. And an annoying smile on his face as I approached him.“Honey…” he straightened up.“I didn't bother you, did I?” “Yes, you did.” I resisted the urge to tell him those words, and instead just smiled and said, “Let's go.”I walked past him to go hop inside the car, and he did the same.“Did you have lunch yet?” He glanced at me, that annoying smile still on his face.“Hmm.”“I did too.” He chuckled dryly, trying hard to be funny. I didn't ask though.He drove out of the company.“Honey, you must've been so busy that you forgot my company's anniversary.” He tried to strike a conversation on our way.“That is unlike you.” He added.That took me back to memory lane. How I used to take this anniversary upon myself like it was

Chapter 19 Rosebud Martinez Mathew's phone rang out for the umpteenth time as we had breakfast together, but each time, he kept snoozing and rejecting the call. I knew for sure that it was Megan. “Why don't you take the call? It might be important.” I told him when the phone rang out again. He looked at me, a small smile playing on his lips. “It's my secretary. I don't want anything to interrupt our breakfast.” “Okay.” I replied simply and continued eating. Silence crept into the atmosphere, only the sound of our cutleries echoed through the dining room. I was enjoying the silence, at least I could get a peaceful moment for myself, but it didn't last long because Mathew soon interrupted. “Honey, I might not be home tonight. I'll be busy at the office for a few days because of the preparation of the incoming event.” I looked at him, seeing through his eyes that couldn't convey his lies. “Alright.” His eyes flashed with surprises. Normally, I would chip in and ask where I can