
It's not too late, I realize my mistake.
Yeah, that night James' phone rang. It says Mrs. Harding on his phone screen. I'm appalled. That's not a call from my phone.
Is that a call from his wife?
My feelings were piqued, how could I possibly destroy another woman's life? But I didn't dare to pick up the phone. Each time the ringing stopped and rang back, it was as if the war drums were breaking my eardrum. Then, a few seconds later, the phone rang again with a different call. This time it was Justin's phone call.
Pimply. What if he's looking for James here? When he realizes James' death tomorrow, he'll definitely suspect me. Nnnnope. Nnnnope. No, Emilia. You can dodge. You could say that you're resting because you're still sick, and you don't know anything.
Ting!
Whatsapp messages coming in. From Justin. I could see some of the message on James' locked phone screen.
》Master, the twins are hot high. The lady took him to the hospital and asked...
The twins? Her kids? Oh, my God, no. What have I done?
I almost fell to the floor. How surprised I was, even though I used to think James already had a wife and children, but I never thought that it was really a fact.
The sound of the baby crying at that time.is that the baby? Baby girl? Nnnnope. How could I take away that baby's life? They need a father. I can't separate James from his children. Nnnnope.
I ran to the bathroom. The water filled the bathtub. James just got submerged right in front of me. The water bubbles from his breathing race to the surface.
Nnnnope. He can't die.
Hurry up, I pull up that body. I know I'm not too late. He just drowned. He can't be dead. But I still get scared. I don't know what I'm supposed to do. And, as was often presented in a play, I pressed James' stomach and gave him an artificial breath until he coughed.
Thank God, he's not dead. I can be a little relieved, although sleeping pills still affect him and he is still asleep, at least he survived my actions that were about to eliminate his life.
Geck! Geck!
The door was knocked from the outside and Justin's voice was heard. How'this? I'm in the fog.
I quickly dragged James' body and took him to the bed and hurriedly covered him with a blanket.
Now open the door and meet Justin.
Chequek!
Door opens. Justin's pias-face is now in front of me - the same face as mine, I guess.
"What's up, Mr Justin?" I asked with anxiety.
"Emm. sorry, Madam. I'm looking for Mr. James."
"Oh, he's asleep. He said he wasn't feeling well and he was taking sleeping pills. Well. So. So he can't be woken up."
I knew my honesty about sleeping pills was a mistake, but if I didn't say so, Justin would be suspicious of me and check on his boss himself and he would try to wake him up. And I'd be caught if I gave him sleeping pills if James couldn't wake up from his sleep. He could even call a doctor at that moment. So, no choice, I was forced to say that James took sleeping pills so he couldn't wake up.
Desperation as well as worry dominated on the assistant's face. He nodded, then said goodbye.
"Wait," I said.
His steps stopped, he turned back.
"I read your message on James' phone."
Justin was misbehaving, he must have realized that he had acted recklessly and made a mistake. "Sorry, madam, that was...."
"Please handle it first. Give any reason to make his wife calm. James will be there when he wakes up."
Seeing me cry, Justin couldn't do anything or say anything. He just nodded with a guilty feeling, then he left without a word.
Strange, right? The assistant was silent in a thousand languages. Something that he should have kept secret from me is now revealed because of whatsapp messages from him. And I, the whole taste was mixed in my mind. My tears were dripping down for everything: my guilt, which nearly cost James his life, almost made his twin daughter lose her father. Then, my presence in this place, as a mistress-like woman. I'm angry, I'm disappointed, I'm ashamed, I feel guilty, and I also feel hate. I hate being put in this position. Hates....