Lahat ng Kabanata ng Dear Ex-Husband, I'm Only Here to Save Your Son: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Michael Mycroft hadn't changed at all. I still hadn't gotten used to Connor's hatred because, for most of my life, he'd been the man I loved. And who, as far as I could tell, loved me back. My ex-husband had been cruel enough to create many fond memories in my mind, which made it all the more painful to know he was my enemy now.But, Michael? My only surprise would be if he'd stopped hating me after all these years.“So it’s true,” he growled, taking a step into the playroom, his eyes fixed on me as if I were a ticking time bomb, about to destroy everything around me. “She’s here.”“What are you doing here?” Connor grumbled, his expression turning frustrated, almost as if Theodore had been stubborn and turned back to the room “I thought I was clear when I said I was going to take responsibility for everything regarding Theo’s treatment…” he said that as he looked at Jane, a clear accusation in his tone.“I can’t believe that, after everything, you’re still subjecting yourself to being

I was really ashamed of myself for reacting that way, but the instant Theodore's eyes turned to me and I saw that shade of blue again, I froze.God, maybe I really should think twice before taking this job.“Go away!” Theodore whimpered, immediately pulling away from my mother. “I don’t want to be your friend anymore! You’re going to leave me too!”“Theodore…” for a moment, I didn’t even know what to say to him and just stood there, thinking about what options I had.Wouldn't it have been better if I just left right then? That little boy clearly had too complicated a family already for me to make his routine even more difficult. God knew, if I actually moved into Mycroft Mansion during his treatment, he'd be forced to listen to countless fights between his grandfather and father because of me. Perhaps, in the end, I'd only worsen his condition, rather than improve it.I would always be grateful for Stefana's trust in me, but sometimes I had to remind her, and myself, that I wasn't a

“And… I think that’s all.” Stefana’s voice spoke on the other end of the phone line, the sound of papers rustling with each word “With that, your patients for the next few months are officially reassigned. I’ll refer others seeking appointments to the new pediatrician I’m hiring. They have good references, at least. Worst case scenario, we’ll get someone to handle those children while you’re away.”"You're too hard on newbies." I laughed, waving to my building's doorman as I walked to the elevator "If he weren't anything less than excellent, you wouldn't even have read his resume to the end. I'm sure he's great. And, well, it's not like Theodore will spend the entire treatment locked in a room with me. When he's feeling better and can start exercising or going to school, I can see some patients in between. I know we have some important clients waiting, like the Vamcaps and now the Bianchi child…""No," Stefana cut me off, categorically "I'm already having enough trouble with Michael co

I'd be lying if I said it was new to me seeing Jordan around. For the past five years, he'd been coming and going all the time, always finding a way to show up near my apartment or the hospital. Well, it wasn't like it was a secret where I spent my time.But it wasn't as if we'd become more than just old school colleagues, like we used to be. When my world fell apart because of that lie about Connor's project, Jordan had been supportive as soon as he found out. He offered to show me all the data he had on the person from whom he'd purchased the drug. It wasn't his fault, in fact. He didn't know. His father's company bought patents for drugs and medical devices all the time. He simply saw a good opportunity and seized it, unaware that Connor might be involved.I was so hurt at the time I even suspected him, but the moment he showed me the purchase process, I realized someone had used him as a scapegoat, just like me. He was helpful and let me dig for clues, even in some confidential in

“That’s it, sweetheart.” Through the stethoscope, I could hear his heartbeat slow down little by little, as Theo’s small body relaxed “Take a deep breath with me, okay?” I inhaled as loudly as I could and, still hugging me, Theo did the same “Now, let go.”“That hurts,” he whimpered, but I was relieved to find his breathing had now steadied."Does it still hurt?" At my question, Theo seemed to think for a second, before hesitantly nodding his head. "That's good. That means your heart has calmed down too. Do you want to listen?" I removed the stethoscope from my ears, leaving the other end still pressed against his chest.“Can I?” His eyes lit up with curiosity, and in response, I just gently placed the stethoscope in his little ears, holding them there for just a second until his brow furrowed in strangeness “It’s gross. Why does it sound like someone is knocking on a door underwater?”“Well, that’s an excellent way to describe it.” I laughed “But oddly enough, that’s what all hearts s