His Second Wife by Favor V April

I woke up grumbling because I didn’t feel well. I stretched my legs, hands, and body as I welcomed the beautiful morning. I could feel my heartbeat getting faster and faster. I could also feel the anxiety rising within me, which made me want to vomit all of a sudden. Within a split second, I was already tearing through the hallway in the direction of the restroom. I felt bile rising in my throat, and I started to continuously throw up while holding the side of the toilet bowl. I wiped the inside of my mouth with the palm of my hand and then sat back down on the floor of the bathroom. I am so tired and exhausted by the amount of food I threw out, not to mention that I haven’t eaten anything yet. I used my hand to push the loose strands of my hair away from my face. I tried to use the ground for balance, but I fell back down as I tried to get up. I remained motionless in the same spot because I had no idea what to do. Even the effort needed to make a phone call to ask for help is beyond my capacity right now. After what seemed like twenty minutes of sitting on the floor, I attempted to stand up again as I felt the urge to throw up again; however, I was unable to do so. I started crawling to the toilet and clung to the toilet’s sides as I puked again. I was too queasy to look up when I heard the bathroom door fling open, and I didn’t know who was suddenly petting my back, but I couldn’t care less. I was just relieved I wasn’t alone.

After I was done, I finally looked up to find none other than Chris. I could tell that he was anxious, and I could make out the movement of his lips, but I was unable to understand what he was saying. I sat back down on the floor, and he lowered himself to his knees next to me, gently stroking my face. I grabbed his hands and tried to balance on him.

“Princess, you don’t look like you’re in very good shape. Let me call a doctor.” I was finally able to hear him. I nodded and flushed the toilet before dragging myself to the sink. Once there, I turned on the water and splashed cold water on my face multiple times before putting some of it in my mouth to clean it. I reached for a towel, and just as I was about to wipe my mouth with it, I felt the life force leaving my body. Before I knew it, everything went black, and I lost control of my body. The last thing I heard was Chris calling my name.

When I finally opened my eyes, it had been four hours since everything had transpired, and my thoughts were racing as I tried to piece together what had taken place. I sat back on my bed, but it wasn’t my bed, and it certainly wasn’t my villa. I realized that I was in a strange place. I was about to stand up when I heard someone say something that stopped me.

“Don’t move. You have to get some sleep. Doctor’s orders.” He said that as he held me by the shoulder and tried to make me fall back asleep.

“Where am I?” I asked with a hoarse voice, remembering suddenly that I had just thrown up and was knocked out.

“Home, you are home.” I took a look around, and after some consideration, I came to the conclusion that this is not my house, but rather his.

this is not

your home, Princess. Your home

of bed, I questioned. But then an angelic voice spoke

started eating as if it had been years since the last time I had food

is, baby.” I breathed out and devoured the cake. Liam squealed with laughter, climbed onto the

sister loves the cake.” I choked

“What!”

Mom.” As he walked away, he laughed. When I turned around, Chris was smiling

“How are you feeling?”

Like shit!

to explain what was going on, but instead, he sat down on the bed, pulled me into his arms, and then covered me with the sheet. While we were lying down on the bed, I had my head on his chest, and his chin was resting on my head while he

you will be working from home from this point forward. You can design here just like before.” I looked at