All Chapters of Begging Won't Work, I'm Done: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Renee's POV"Ma'am, I've already told you that Julian and his mother are already present and accounted for." The teacher eyed me suspiciously. "Your name isn't even listed as an emergency contact—""You are clearly mistaken!" I argued back. "I'M Renee Bennett! Maybe you should check your files and make sure they weren't forged with the wrong information!"Today was Julian's open house for primary school, and he was set to go into the second grade. Last night, I stayed up all night making a clay model of him dressed as a king; it was based on one of his drawings that he hung proudly on the kitchen fridge.But because I stayed up all night, it meant I accidentally overslept. I received a text message from my husband, Gregory, telling me not to worry about coming to Julian's open house, but what kind of mother would I be if I missed this?And now that I was here, I was being told that Julian's mother was already here with him?Were these people insane?I was here when they wanted someone

Renee's POV"Please, you have to help my wife, Camille!" Gregory repeated himself like he was a broken record. "If the cut on her hand gets any worse, it could get infected!"In the midst of his pleas, he'd somehow managed to spare a glance at me.However, there was no concern or worry in his features.Instead, he rolled his eyes and shook his head like he thought I was just being dramatic.Even if this was supposed to be for publicity sake… I still couldn't deny how his reaction stung. It was like salt being poured onto an open wound.The nurse looked at my husband warily but complied anyway. I squinted hard as the nurse examined Camille's perfectly manicured hands but was baffled at the sight of the cut Gregory was barking up such a fuss about. It looked like a damn papercut! THAT'S what was getting his boxers in a twist? Just the other day while I was cooking dinner, I got burned by the cast iron skillet that I was trying to take out of the oven. I ended up getting blisters, and

Gregory's POV"Daddy?" Julian ran up to me and tugged on my arm. "Auntie Camille says that she's hungry and that she doesn't feel good! Where is mommy? How come she hasn't come home yet? Is she not going to come and take care of us like she's supposed to?"After we were discharged from the hospital, I offered to take Camille back to my home. It wouldn't have felt right to simply turn her away when she still wasn't at 100%. Luckily, the doctors assured us that the cut wasn't deep enough to cause an infection, but they still sent her home with some antibiotics just in case. She seemed to be doing a bit better, which made me feel more at ease.But now I had to worry about Renee not being home yet… Where the hell was she? Was she throwing some kind of tantrum over a little box that fell on her?I shook my head and gave Julian a look of reassurance. "I'm sure she'll be home soon. She wouldn't just abandon her duties to this family like that anyway.""Well, can't you go get her? Auntie Cami