Lahat ng Kabanata ng Dear Ex-Husband, I'm Only Here to Save Your Son: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Connor had ordered me not to leave his son's side until he returned to his room, but I could have done that even if I wanted to. Theo hadn't fully woken up even while his teacher and grandfather were yelling, but even so, his small hands had gripped the fabric of my shirt for dear life.I watched with relief as beads of sweat began to run down his face, and the thermometer confirmed that his fever was breaking, though it was still there. The tremors on his skin came and went, but they were also subsiding. Michael and Mrs. Harris being thrown out had been a quick fix for Theo's condition, but I couldn't help but feel guilty.I should have known that a child with compromised health could have an emotional fever, after our conversation the day before. That poor boy was under a lot of pressure for someone his age, sick, emotionally distant from his only parent, and being treated like a construction project by his grandfather. I should have visited him in the early hours of the morning to

“Okay, honey. Try to reach for my hand just one more time and… That’s it! You’re done, well done!” I cheered, watching Theo struggle to normalize his breathing after the exercises “You’re getting better and better at this!”“And I didn’t even get tired!” he boasted, even though his chest was rising and falling rapidly.“I noticed.” I smiled, looking satisfied at his heart rate on the monitor, still abnormal, but a little lower than last week “Now, how about a glass of lemonade? That way you can take your medicine and take a shower…”“Again?” he hissed, irritated “I don’t like that medicine! I can’t swallow properly and it always hurts my throat!”“Well, we can always talk to your cardiologist and ask to replace the pills with a liquid medicine…”“No! It’s even worse! It’s too bitter!” Theo crossed his arms, sulking “You said I’m getting better! Why do I still have to take medicine?”"You're getting better because of the medicine, sweetheart. If you stop taking them, you'll go back to

I felt awful. My body was tense like a rusty gear, my head was aching, and bruises were starting to form where Michael had grabbed my wrist. I probably should have been in bed, resting and trying to recover from what had happened hours ago, but I just couldn't.I walked through the completely silent hallways, unable to hear a single sign of life nearby. Mrs. Harris's expulsion had been absolute chaos, especially since Michael seemed to have taken out on her all the anger that should have been directed at me. And, Jane… Well, I think she was more concerned with playing the victim than trying to twist the situation to her own advantage. Which was great, because I was likely to lose my temper if she tried, after learning that Mrs. Harris was apparently following orders.Theo's heart rate had increased dangerously after that commotion, as expected. I almost decided to take him to the emergency room, but thankfully we didn't have to go that far. In the end, he just needed someone there to

“Come on, come on, kids! You can’t keep Dr. Eden to yourselves all day. She has things to do, too.” Isla laughed, but I could barely hear her because I was buried under a mountain of my former patients.Well, I wasn't exactly buried, but ever since I'd set foot in the hospital's pediatric ward to visit the children there, they hadn't let me go. Not that I minded. After everything I'd been through the last few days, spending some time just playing with them and listening to them tell me the smallest details of their lives was just what I needed.“Can’t we play just a little longer?” Ava, one of the patients in the pediatric oncology ward, held onto my shoulders, not wanting to stop putting headbands and clips in my hair.“Yeah!” Mason, who would be discharged in a few d

I had to admit I hadn't exactly thought much of it when I decided to take Connor and Theodore with me to grocery shopping.I guess I'd gotten too used to being a normal couple while we were married and simply forgotten that Connor wasn't just the youngest Mycroft son anymore. He was the CEO of one of the largest construction companies in the world, and as such, he and his son needed to have security to match.In the past, even though he was clearly furious about our marriage, Michael had never failed to send security guards to follow Connor on his routine, even if from afar. However, there had never been more than one or two, and I rarely noticed them. Unfortunately, I only realized what I'd done when it was too late.And now the three of us were isolated in the market, surrounded by several security guards who kept