ne

mindful state when o

t where Scot might have gone a

day where both couples g

one at this time? I marched out of the car, enraged, only to be

the manor stationed in front of me. I expected nothing less

the mansion without looking back a

and I think now will be t

warmly, offering to help me

. I had thought the exterior embellishment of the manor wa

ze themselves as I gaw

y inaugurated to blend with

re gesturing to the stairs, and I followed her. We

le my eyes continued to gratify themselves. "Do you ne

o it myself,

he bed, and I'll be here," she said, pointing towards the

when I see the but

s and turns to leave, shuttin

oaded my bag myself. I couldn't sit and allow the ma

enager and being a wife of a billionaire now wouldn't s

oceeded to the bathroom to h

with my skin, and after what seemed like hours in the bathro

checked the time: 11:30pm. Scot hasn't c

e on the king-sized bed. Turning on my

g the phone up to my ear, a female v

ng?" I asked, ignoring the na

gements for Elvis's chemotherapy are all set, and the doctor would like to me

I will surely be there.

ttle husband," she said, and we both laughed.

rrived at the hospital and has taken it upo

n the big stupid hospital. I had to say- she's the only pe

e."I'll see you tomorrow

, and congratulatio

sharply. I didn't expect her to know since I n

s all over the new

right then. Goodb

at's what you get for marrying a man whose family are the

g into my pyjamas. A small wave of ease washe

ing about the slightest chance that Elvis could

home the previous night. I had dropped a text and even calle

g the door, I saw it was just a maid."Good morning, Mrs

ready," s

smile. She left and I headed straight to the bathroom,

The food was served, and without hesitation, I dug in."Did Scot come back ho

. I didn't see h

was interrupted by my ringing pho

Scot's

ical centre. Scot i

on my plate, a

ha