I was his allergen she was his cure what if this allergen turns lethal? novel Chapter 40

Chapter 5

“Mommy, how could you be so mean? Our teacher said we shouldn’t bully others!” Ethan jumped out, standing protectively in front of Emma.

Fury surged through me, threatening to blow the lid off my composure.

“Ethan, come here!”

Ethan hid behind Emma, shaking his head and refusing to budge while crying.

“Evelyn, are you out of your mind?!” David exclaimed.

“Out of my mind? I think the two of you have been bewitched by this temptress!” I marched over and yanked Ethan away, shoving Emma aside

when she tried to intervene.

She stumbled back, hitting the sofa with a thud.

“Ouch!”

Seeing this, Ethan instantly wriggled out of my grasp. Even David rushed to her side.

“Mommy, you’re a bad mommy! I don’t want you to be my mommy anymore!” Ethan cried, running into his room.

Before I could process what he was doing, he reappeared a second later, clutching a jade bracelet in his hand.

He went to slip it onto Emma’s wrist. “Auntie Emma, if you wear this, you can be my mommy! This is my grandma’s heirloom, she said it’s only for Daddy’s wife!”

“Give it back!” I yelled, my voice shaking with rage.

Emma held onto my wrist, her eyes narrowed.

“Let. Go.”

Ethan took advantage of the distraction and shoved the bracelet towards Emma. It was already halfway up her wrist.

“Ethan Hayes, if you put that bracelet on her wrist, I swear, I will…” I couldn’t even finish the sentence. I had never hit Ethan, not even once, but in that moment, I was so angry I could have strangled him.

That bracelet was more than just a piece of jewelry. It had belonged to David’s mother, a woman I had loved and respected dearly. She had been the one constant in my life, the one person who had always believed in me, even when my own parents had disowned me for marrying David. She had given me that bracelet on my wedding day, her eyes filled with tears, and told me it was a family heirloom, passed down from mother to daughter-in-law for generations.

“It’s Mommy’s, Ethan! You know you’re not supposed to touch it! Give it back!” I pleaded, my voice cracking with desperation.

Ethan shook his head, tears streaming down his face, but his small body was rigid with defiance. “No! You’re a had mommy! You’re not my

mommy anymore! Grandma wouldn’t want you to have it!”

My breath caught in my throat. “Grandma wouldn’t want me to have it?” The words pierced me like shards of glass. Ethan had never met his

grandmother. She had died before he was born.

How could he say such a thing? Where had he even learned those words?

I lunged for Ethan, trying to pry the bracelet from his grasp, but Emma stepped in, grabbing my arm and pulling

me back.

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Chapter 5

“Get your hands off my son!” David roared, finally snapping out of his stupor. He pushed Emma aside and knelt in front of Ethan, his face contorted with anger.

“Ethan! What have you done? Why did you take that bracelet? You know you’re not supposed to touch grandma’s things!”

He finally noticed the bracelet, and his face went white as a sheet. It was only then that I realized what had just happened. David had been so blinded by his infatuation with Emma, so caught up in the moment, that he hadn’t even realized what they were fighting about. He had been ready to defend her, even though she had just tried to steal a priceless family heirloom.

At that moment, something inside me broke. The last vestiges of love I held for David, the last shreds of hope for our family, crumbled into dust.

“It’s just a bracelet, David,” Emma said, rolling her eyes. “Why are you making such a big deal out of it?” She snatched the bracelet from Ethan’s hand and held it out to me contemptuously. “Here, take your precious heirloom.”

As I reached for the bracelet, it slipped from Emma’s grasp and clattered to the hardwood floor, shattering into a dozen pieces.

The sound, sharp and final, seemed to echo through the room.

Emma gasped dramatically, placing her hand over her mouth as if she couldn’t believe what had just happened. “Oops,” she said, her voice

dripping with fake regret. “My bad.”

I stared at the broken pieces of jade scattered across the floor, my vision blurring with tears. It felt symbolic somehow, like our family, our life together, had just shattered into a million irreparable pieces.

The anger I had been suppressing erupted, hot and raw. Without thinking, I slapped Emma across the face.

The sound of skin hitting skin was sickeningly loud. A bright red mark bloomed on her cheek.

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