All Chapters of When Our Daughter Died, My Husband Cheated: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Melissa’s POVMy heart sinks. I glare at Andrew, yanking at my arm to make him let go, but his grip tightens the more I try to break free. My wrist is straining hard, but he doesn’t seem to care. His hand is still locked around my wrist like a vice.“Andrew, let go of me!” The pain makes me inhale through gritted teeth. “Are you out of your goddamn mind? Eleanor made it clear that I didn’t hurt her. She invited me here. Why can’t you just let go?”Andrew doesn’t react. If he heard me, he didn’t give a sign. His laid his gaze on me, unflinching, turning around to drag me outside the cafe. My wrist burns with pain, and I’m almost certain he can break my arm in two, so I stop struggling and just jog to keep up with him.The morning heat lashes at us as we step outside. Andrew corners me, and I start to count to three in my mind.I know Eleanor would rather hang herself than watch Andrew be alone with me like this.One… two… any moment now….“Andrew!”Three.And there is Eleanor, collapsi

Third Person POVAndrew leans back against the seat, his eyes firmly planted on Melissa’s retreating figure. Everything inside him wants to follow, but she’s too far gone now. All he can do right now is light up a cigarette and take a long draw from it to try to calm himself down.The smoke billows out of his mouth, swirling in the air as Melissa disappears into the corner. His fist clenches, his face still unreadable as he got lost in his own thoughts.His wife, who was so thirsty for his attention, is now regarding him like trash she found on the ground….It’s only when Eleanor speaks again that he gets pulled out of his reverie.“Andrew, what’s happening?” Eleanor asks, her voice ringing out with concern. She’s pacing on the floor, trying to quell her anger. “Are you there? Hello?”“Huh?” Andrew is confused. He almost forgot that he’s on a call. “What’s wrong?”Eleanor is stunned. She stops pacing, her hand tightening around her phone. She didn’t want to believe it when she first h

Melissa’s POV I didn’t want to fall into Andrew’s bait. But the question that left his mouth stoked a fire inside me and I had no choice but to stop and turn around to face him. “What kind of mother am I?” I echo, my voice quivering in anger. “You have the gall to question my ability as a mother? Did you ever take care of Allie on your own? What do you know about being a parent, Andrew?”“I provide,” he says through clenched teeth. “I work hard to give you and Allie a good life. You’re the one who stays home with her, feeding her all sorts of stuff—”“Don’t you dare imply that,” I snap at him. Eleanor moves closer to us like she has a point to raise, so I turn to her. “This is none of your business.”“I’m sorry,” Eleanor says, her voice a mere squeak. She’s acting so afraid of me you would think I haunt her worst dreams when in reality, she lives in mine. I let out a low laugh and shake my head, gesturing at her vaguely. My laughter becomes louder when she flinches at the motion of

Melissa’s POVI’m about to cross the street when all of a sudden, a motorcycle screeches into a halt in front of me.I step back, ready to yell, but then the rider takes off their helmet, and I’m met with the androgynously handsome face of someone I know. Dylan.Dylan is my good friend from college, a devastatingly good-looking tomboy who got girls wherever she went. I remember her being a little bit slimmer in college, but now she has put on some muscle. I actually have to step back in shock because of how good she looks.“Melissa,” she says, her voice a deep purr. “Come on, pretty. I’ll take you for a ride.”“Dylan,” I say, shaking my head in disbelief. “How did you even know I’m here? It’s been way too long!”“I know.” She grins as she puts a helmet on my head and secures it. “Yolanda told me that you’re joining the competition, and I thought I would show up for support. But well, I got… occupied earlier.”I raise an eyebrow. “Another girl who won’t leave you alone?”Her smile is

Melissa’s POV“So you’re leaving? Just like that? You came here to apologize, remember?”Andrew’s cold words make me freeze. I turn to face him again, and he raises an eyebrow as he surveys me.Suddenly I remember the threat he aimed at Dylan. Even though it feels like my skin would spontaneously combust the longer I stay here, I force myself to sit back and fasten my seatbelt again.With that, he keeps driving until we arrive at the biggest hospital in the city, Sacred Heart. The glass exterior makes it look less like a hospital and more like a cross between a resort and a company building. As though that’s not enough, he also leads me to the upper floors, where the rooms are huge and the nurses are dressed differently. It’s like a VIP suite for prominent patients.And Eleanor is in one of them. Arguably, the best of them.Her room is huge, more like a condo than a hospital room. There’s a sofa set and a TV, as well as a tiny kitchen with electronic appliances. The windows are tall,