Husband you've abandoned me Fine I'll focus on raising my son novel Chapter 4

Chapter 4: Reuniting with my son

JASMINE POV

"I have to go," I said to Diana.

"Not in the mood to talk today?" she asked me.

In my past life, I would have taken the bait and gotten into it with her. I absolutely couldn’t stand Diana. However, I should have always known that Diana would always win against me. It always angered me how she could smear my name, no matter what I tried. I hated to admit it, but she was good.

Without responding to her. I turned away from her and began to walk away. I knew better than to engage with her now.

I continued to make my way home. It was a Saturday, which meant Anthony was at home, not at school since it was a weekend. I had left him alone so I could try to meet with Keith. I was instantly ashamed of myself for having left him alone. Whenever I left Anthony at home, I always told him never to open the door for strangers or answer the doorbell, plus we lived in a gated, protected neighbourhood. Still, it wasn’t a good look. It’s just that I couldn’t take him with me and have him see me yelling at people.

I went to the bus stop and took the bus home. Like Diana, I too was supposed to have a car and driver to drive me around from place to place, but due to a certain situation, I couldn’t.

I arrived in the gated neighbourhood where I lived. Upon arriving at the house, I stood in front and took a look. The home Keith had Anthony and me move to was certainly not the massive mansion he lived in with Diana. However, it was still a beautiful home in a nice neighbourhood. I unlocked the door and went inside.

I found Anthony seated at the table in the dining room, drawing something. When he heard me enter, he looked in my direction.

"Mummy!" he said excitedly as he left the table and ran to me.

"Tony!" I greeted him excitedly. I opened my arms and picked him up.

"You came home early today!" he said, so relieved. "Last time you came home late, when you went to talk to daddy."

Suddenly, the conversation I’d had with his older self about how I was never there came to mind. I then felt my eyes fill with tears, and I began to silently cry. I’d been doing it to him for a long time. No wonder he ended up resenting me. I hugged him even tighter.

"Whoa, mum, I can’t breathe!" he giggled.

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