Your Mom or Your Mistress, Pick One to LiveChapter 3

Before I could react, Sylvia's legs gave out and she crumpled to the floor.

Then her shrill voice pierced my eardrums:

"Wayne, honey~" She got back to her feet, like a wounded little woman, and threw herself straight into Wayne Gilbert's arms.

Her soft voice sounded as if she had already pronounced me guilty.

"Wayne, honey, that old hag keeps blaming me."

As she spoke, she held up her finger, pouted, and said to Wayne:

"My finger hurts so much, and she won't let me into the emergency room. She insists on getting that old good-for-nothing in instead."

Wayne didn't even glance behind me; he just turned and demanded of me:

"Sylvia! This is the sixth time this month you've lured me to the hospital. What trick are you pulling this time?"

"You just want to relive the feeling of when we first met, don't you? Fine, I'll give it to you!"

With that, he rushed at me like a madman.

He grabbed my shoulders and yanked my clothes down.

My tears suddenly burst out.

I threw out my foot and kicked him in the leg.

He looked up at me in disbelief.

Because this was the first time I had ever gotten physical in front of him.

In that instant, I saw a flash of red in his eyes. He slowly lifted his head, his whole face full of the pain of humiliation.

"Wayne Gilbert, I've had enough of you for a long time now!"

"Since you love this woman so much, then let's get a divorce!"

Wayne had only taken one step forward when Bridget, behind him, suddenly braced herself against the wall and sat up.

Looking at him, she said:

"Wayne Gilbert!" Her voice sounded weak. "If you dare have anything more to do with this woman, I will never claim you as my son again!"

The two of them locked eyes. When Wayne saw his mother, he seemed to remember something, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.

Before he could speak, Sylvia trotted up to him and looped her arm through his.

Pointing at Bridget with an arrogant look on her face, she said:

"Wayne, honey, it's all her! She wants to take my spot in the emergency room, when I'm the one hurting this badly!"

"Didn't you say I could come to this hospital anytime I wanted?"

Seeing Wayne's reaction, I smiled and said to him:

"Wayne Gilbert, so this is the little lover you've been keeping on the side! Overbearing and unreasonable, nothing but a shrew!"

"And since you want your little lover treated so badly."

"Then I won't bother with your mother's illness either."

In an instant, the whispers came flooding in around us.

"So Mr. Gilbert plays around this much even at home—one woman isn't enough to wait on him."

"Isn't it something everyone in Harborview knows already? Wayne Gilbert's got a little lover on the side~"

But there wasn't a trace of shame on Sylvia's face.

Only smug arrogance.

I just gave a cold laugh, walked up to Bridget, gently took her by the wrist, and said:

"Wayne Gilbert, your mother's condition is very serious right now."

"If she doesn't get surgery in time, her life will be in danger!"

"If you choose to let Sylvia take up this emergency room, then I'll have the crematorium send someone right now to collect the body!"