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!"

an eternity, Janet's tremors subsided, and

she was drenched in sweat. She shot Mateo an embarrassed look. "Could you help me

never going to marry Janet. Forget her being sick. Even if she was the picture of health, he

all over the place, and she doesn't even know who her kid's dad is!" Clarisse snapped back. "Mateo, I can't believe you're still so selfish after

son too. Do you even know what he wants? He's not going to marry Janet. It doesn't matter if it's not Kelly, but we should know it's not going to be

heaving. "You play dirty. If it hadn't been

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