Piss Off, Alpha! You Lost Me Forever novel Chapter 108

Chapter 108: Chapter 108 Marriage Disaster

SOPHIA’S POV

I let myself into Stone Villa using my key. The container of warm cereal was in my hands.

Franca appeared from the kitchen, looking surprised to see me. "Mrs. Stone! I didn’t know you were coming."

"Where is everyone?" I asked.

"Alpha took Miss Ashley back to the hospital for observation. They admitted her again - the pain got worse." Franca sighed. "I thought he would have told you."

Of course, he hadn’t. Why would he? I’d made it clear I was stepping back.

I set the cereal container on the counter, suddenly feeling foolish. I’d rushed here, made this food, and nobody was even home to eat it.

"I’ll put this in the fridge," Franca said gently. "I’m sure Miss Ashley will want it when she gets back."

I nodded, too tired to speak. My fever was getting worse. I could feel it in the way my skin felt too hot and too cold at the same time, in the way the edges of my vision kept blurring.

My phone rang. Damien’s name flashed on the screen.

I considered not answering, but Franca was watching, so I picked up.

"Sophia, where are you?" Damien asked.

"At the villa. I brought the cereal Ashley wanted."

"You didn’t have to-" He stopped, took a breath. "Look, I need to ask you something. I have a business trip this weekend to Singapore. It’s been scheduled for months and I can’t cancel it."

"Okay." I waited for him to get to the point.

"I need someone to stay with Ashley while I’m gone. Franca will be here, but Ashley needs..." He trailed off.

"Needs what?" I prompted

"She needs her mother, even if she doesn’t want to admit it right now."

The words should have made me feel better but they didn’t. They just made me feel like another obligation on his list.

"When’s your flight?" I asked.

"Friday night. I’ll be back Monday morning."

I mentally ran through my schedule. I had Friday and Saturday off, and I could probably trade shifts to get Sunday and Monday covered.

"Fine”

I hung up before he could say anything else.

Franca was still watching me with those kind, worried eyes. "Mrs. Stone, please at least have some tea before you leave. You’re shaking."

I was. I hadn’t even noticed.

I let her lead me to the kitchen and sat at the counter while she made tea. The warmth of the cup felt good against my hands, even if I was too nauseous to drink much.

My phone buzzed with a text. It was from Samantha, a friend from medical school.

Hey! Are you free for coffee tomorrow? I’m in town for a conference.

I typed back: Sure. What time?

2pm? That café near the hospital?

See you there.

It would be good to see Samantha. She’d been one of my closest friends in school, before life and careers pulled us in different directions. Maybe talking to someone outside of this mess would help me feel human again.

The next day, I met Samantha at the café. She looked exactly the same. She had a bright smile and brown eyes.

"Sophia!" She hugged me tight. "You look..."

"Terrible?"

"I was going to say tired." She pulled back, studying my face. "Are you okay?"

"Long week." I sat down across from her. "Tell me about the conference. What are you presenting?"

We talked about her research for a while, and it felt good to think about medicine instead of my collapsing marriage. But eventually, Samantha’s expression turned serious.

"I need to tell you something," she said carefully. "And I debated whether I should, but we’ve been friends too long for me to keep quiet."

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