Cohabitation With My Ex-Husband

Mrs Collins wanted to rebuke Sarah immediately after what she was doing, but she didn't let it out when she saw the look on her husband's face.

"Dear!" she shouted frantically.

"Michael! Call an ambulance! Hurry!" said Mrs Collins, sounding panicked.

"Oh, right!" Michael said then immediately took out his cellphone from his pants pocket. It was the first time he'd seen his father look in pain like that, so he was too shocked to do anything.

"Michael! Don't!" said Mr. Collins suddenly opened his eyes, his face still showing pain but he seemed to be forcing himself to speak.

"I'm fine and don't need to go to the hospital," Mr Collins then looked at Sarah. "I have my daughter-in-law here after all."

Michael stopped the fingers that had pressed the number 9, then looked at Sarah, as if asking what he should do. f𝐫𝑒𝗲𝙬𝒆𝚋𝐧૦𝘃𝗲l.c𝚘𝘮

Sarah bit her lower lip, if they took Mr. Collins to the hospital, his disease would have been caught right away.

However, if they didn't take him, Sarah was afraid that something might happen. Mr. Collins's symptoms as a brain tumor patient have started to show and seems to be getting worse.

"Sarah," said Mr. Collins slowly took her hand and squeezed it slightly. As if asking Sarah not to send him to the hospital.

"Michael! Call an ambulance immediately!" cried Mrs. Collins once again. She didn't expect Michael to just be silent when he saw his father like that!

"Please help me take father to his room," said Sarah who had made her decision.

Michael put his cellphone back in his pocket and walked over to his father and immediately carried him.

Michael was a little surprised by his father's weight, has he become this thin?

While Sarah and Mrs. Collins followed Michael into the room.

Once Mr Collins was in bed, there wasn't much Sarah could do.

It's not a hospital that has the tools she needs, she doesn't even have a stethoscope! So Sarah was really confused at this point.

Sarah finally decided to check Mr. Collins blood pressure manually, although things are easier if she has a stethoscope or sphygmomanometer.

"Thank goodness father's blood pressure is normal," Sarah muttered, breathing a sigh of relief after checking it three times to be sure.

Sarah then began to diagnose Mr. Collins, can he hear and see properly.

Sarah breathed a sigh of relief when Mr. Collins answered everything was fine clearly. It seems that Mr. Collins wasn't that bad.

"Wifey, how is dad?" Michael asked after watching Sarah finish her examination. The man's face looked worried.

Sarah was silent for a moment and didn't answer right away, she looked at Mr. Collins, who was currently looking at her with a pained expression on his face, his eyes seemed to be begging Sarah not to say what had happened.

"Everything is alright. Father seems to be just a little stressed and sleep deprived," replied Sarah looking at Michael with a reassuring smile. She then looked back at Mr. Collins.

"Father, are you eating regularly? It seems your body has become a little thinner."

"Right! Michael, your dad always skips his meals and is too busy working! I always annoyed because I always eats alone," said Mrs. Collins looked at Michael.

"Dad! Did you skip food again? How many times have I told you not to do that!" said Michael in an annoyed tone.

"Oh! Stop nagging me!" said Mr. Collins.

Sarah only smiled when she saw the interaction of the three people, this was the interaction she usually saw in hospitals when she was treating her patients.

"Mother," Sarah called softly, making Mrs. Collins who was standing next to Michael looked at her with raised eyebrows, her expression was surprised when she heard Sarah calling her.

"Do you guys have aspirin? Or some other pain reliever? Father is fine, but he needs it," continued Sarah.

She didn't really want to talk to Mrs. Collins, but she had no other choice, they were at Michael's parents house and Mrs. Collins must have known about whether they have medicine or not.

"Oh, right! We have it," said Mrs. Collins then immediately went outside to go get the medicine.

***

After Mr. Collins took his medicine, Sarah told Michael and Mrs. Collins to get out, letting Mr. Collins to rest.

"I'll be staying here for a while , to see how father is doing," Sarah said when Michael asked why Sarah didn't come out with them.

Michael nodded in understanding then followed his mother out.

Once they were out, Sarah looked at Mr. Collins, who was lying on the bed, with a sad expression on her face to see the condition of the person she thought was like her father looking like that.

"Sarah," called Mr. Collins slowly.

"Yes, father? Are you feeling better already?" Sarah asked quietly.

Mr. Collins nodded when he heard that.

"Be honest to me. This isn't the first time you have had such a headache, is it?" asked Sarah, sounding sad.

Mr. Collins didn't answer right away, before finally nodding his head.

Sarah sighed when she saw that. Her heart ached.

"I've asked my professor about your case. The operation can be done. You will be fine."

"Sarah…"

"I've followed your wish to pretend to be Michael's wife. So please, keep your promise. I hope that in three days you come to my hospital. Otherwise, I really would have told Michael and Mrs. Collins," Sarah said and quickly left the room.

She was worried that if she lingered there, her heart might soften and make Mr. Collins take advantage of it again.

***

"Wifey, are you sure dad is okay?"

The question from Michael made Sarah, who was deep in thought, look at Michael who occasionally stole glances at her because he was driving the car.

"Yeah, looks like it was just a normal headache. Why?" Sarah asked, trying to stay calm.

"Nothing. I'm just worried if dad turns out to be sick. I was very surprised when I realized he was thinner than I thought," said Michael, now feeling relieved when he heard his wife's words. After all, Sarah was a doctor.

"You seem to really love your father," Sarah commented when she saw Michael's expression that looked relieved.

"Yes, even though dad is busy with his work, he always tries to make time for his children. I've always admired him," Michael said with a smile.

"So… if dad is really sick, I don't know anymore. I'm really worried he will dies before I really make him happy," continued Michael sadly.

"I'm sure with your achievements in the company, your father is proud of you," replied Sarah, holding Michael's shoulder.

"Still… I at least want dad to see his grandchild before he dies."