The Cherished Wife

Mateo narrowed his eyes and glanced at his arm where Clarisse had just released her grip. Realizing she might have been too forceful, she let go and urged, "Hurry up with the door!" Mateo nodded. "Step back," he commanded, and with a solid kick, Janet's door flew open.

"Janet!"

The sight of Janet shaking uncontrollably on the floor sent chills down Clarisse's spine. "Oh no..."

"Medicine! We need medicine. There's some in my room in the nightstand for Janet!"

"I'm on it!" Mateo knew they had to act fast. He found two unmarked bottles in Clarisse's nightstand. With a brief moment of hesitation, he handed them to Clarisse. "What are these? Is Janet really-" "No time for questions!" Clarisse cut him off, quickly popping two pills into Janet's mouth. "Water, now!"

what felt like an eternity,

realized she was drenched in sweat. She shot Mateo an embarrassed look. "Could you help me get Janet onto the bed?" She would not

out. You know Charles's deak He's never going to marry Janet. Forget her being sick. Even if she was the picture

else, then? Kelly? She's been all over the place, and she doesn't even know who her kid's dad

to ice, his eyes going dark. "Charles is your son too. Do you even know what he wants? He's not going to marry Janet.

"You play dirty. If it hadn't been for your tricks back then, how could I have

grasp. His eyes were frosty Just a heads-up: Charles isn't the same as I was. The dirty tricks you and your brother pulled on me won't fly with him. If you're planning to go down that road again, I'm not against Charles doing what