Trading My Ex for His Uncle



Although Wilhelm wanted more, he hesitated briefly before obediently putting down his spoon.

"Okay, Mommy," he said.

His compliance sparked a brief flicker of guilt in Jane's eyes. But the feeling vanished as quickly as it had come, replaced by a calm determination. After settling the bill, she led Wilhelm back to the car.

As soon as they were on the road, Wilhelm began squirming in his seat, scratching himself furiously. His small face scrunched in discomfort as he complained, "Mommy... I don't feel good. I'm itchy all over..."

Jane glanced at him and saw red spots breaking out across his skin.noveldrama

"Hold on, Mommy's taking you to the hospital right now," she said.

She sped toward the nearest hospital, reaching it in less than ten minutes.

By the time Jane pulled into the ER, Wilhelm's face was covered in hives. He was clawing at himself, leaving red marks all over his pale skin. Jane rushed to unbuckle him and carried him inside, moving quickly toward the emergency desk.

A doctor approached immediately and asked, "What happened?"

"Food allergy," Jane said anxiously.

"Lay him on that bed over there," the doctor instructed.

As the medical team got to work, Jane stepped aside and called Wren, her voice shaky with panic. She explained what had happened and begged her to come to the hospital.

Wren was startled and immediately called Gabriel.

"I understand. Which hospital are you at? I'll be there right away," Gabriel said.

...

When Gabriel arrived, an hour had passed.

Wilhelm had been moved to a private VIP ward, where he was resting with an IV in his arm.

Gabriel's expression turned icy as he

looked at Wilhelm's fragile state, his face still covered in scratches. He turned to Jane, his voice cold. "Step outside. I need to talk to you

Jane didn't move, her face as cold as his. "Anything you have to say, you can say here."

Gabriel let out a mirthless laugh before grabbing her wrist and pulling her out of the room.

Once they reached the end of the corridor, he released her, his voice sharp and accusatory. "Why did Wilhelm suddenly have an allergic reaction?"

Jane rubbed her reddened wrist, her

irritation rising. "You're asking me? What right do you have to question me? You haven't been home in ages. Would you have ever come back if Wilhelm hadn't had an allergic reaction?"

"You know he's allergic to hazelnuts. Ever since we found out, I've made sure there aren't any in the house. Do I need to investigate this myself?" Gabriel questioned.

For a moment, Jane's eyes flickered with guilt, and she avoided his gaze.

"I just took him out for steak tonight. The hazelnut cake was mine. How was I supposed to know he'd sneak a few bites while I was in the restroom?" she said.

Gabriel's expression turned to one of cold contempt as he pushed, "I'll have the restaurant's surveillance footage pulled. We'll see if that's the truth."

Jane scowled. "You don't trust me?"

"Should I?" he asked, his tone cutting.

"You!" Jane ground her teeth, nodding sharply. "Fine! Think whatever you want. Don't bother checking the footage-assume I did it!"

"I only believe in surveillance footage," Gabriel insisted.

Seeing his determination, Jane clenched her fists. She was on the verge of erupting.

Taking a deep breath, she glared at Gabriel. "Yes, I did it on purpose! I knew it was the only way to make

you show up! Gabriel, this is all your fault! you weren't so selfish, Wilhelm wouldn't have had to suffer!"