Mistress on My Husband's Phone Novel by Rina Novita

Derrick’s P.O.V

“How are we going to get the house deed back, Lorraine? What now, Derrick?” Mom slumped in her seat, looking absolutely frantic.

“I never trusted your husband from the start, Lorraine. Look where we are now. You need to find him!” I was panicking and angry at the same time.

“Derrick, you can ask Sarah for help. I heard you’re trying to get back together.” At this point, my sister was just saying whatever came to mind,

“Yeah, Derrick, Sarah is rich now. She’s got plenty of money,” Mom chimed in.

“Mom, why is this my problem now? Make Lorraine think of something,” I snapped.

“But if we can’t pay next month, the house will be gone,” Lorraine cried.

“What do we do, Derrick?” Mom’s voice began to tremble. And then suddenly…

Thud!

“Mom?! Mom!” Suddenly, Mom collapsed to the floor, Lorraine and I rushed to her, lifting her to the couch. Thank goodness she was still conscious.

“I feel weak, Derrick. If we get evicted, where will we live?” Mom’s tears flowed as she spoke softly.

Lorraine and I were speechless. I had no idea how to answer that question. If only I had saved and bought a house back then, I wouldn’t be in this dilemma right now.

I had always loved to spend lots of money, without Sarah’s knowledge. With my good looks and money, it was easy to get dates.

Sarah never complained about how much money I had given her for groceries. She might grumble a bit, but it seemed like she never ran out of money. The food she served at home was always high quality.

I only recently found out she was her father’s sole heir. Why had al that from me all this time?

If I had known earlier, I would have thought twice about divorcing her. How foolish I was to choose Kendall over her. Ugh!

In any case, I was confident I would win Sarah back.

I suddenly missed her a lot. She was much more beautiful now. Why did she not dress up like that before? I would have taken her with me everywhere. I would never be ashamed to introduce her to my friends.

Ah… I guess I should call her. Gillian could be a good reason to meet. Yeah, I was sure she missed me too. I smiled at the thought of Sarah.

Beep… beep… beep…

Someone answered.

“Hello. Daddy is that you? I want to see you and Grandma,” Gillian answered my call.

“Hello, sweetheart. Daddy and Grandma miss you a lot too,” I replied.

Can I talk to Mommy?”

“Mommy’s not home yet, Daddy.”

It was.

so late yet Sarah was not home? She must be out with that bastard Albert.

“Gillian, do you want to come to Grandma’s house?” I tried to persuade my daughter.

“Yes, I want to!” Gillian’s cheerful voice came through the phone.

“Okay, then. Ask Mommy to bring you here tomorrow, okay? Grandma is sick and misses you,” I said.

“Sure, Daddy. Yay, I get to see Grandma! She’ll get better soon.”

“Yes, sweetheart. Now go rest. Bye!”

I ended the call. Hopefully, Gillian could persuade Sarah to come here

tomorrow.

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stemt of hounging around in her room. Lorraine replied, glancing toward the

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he werambled when she saw me standing behind her and quickly ended the

n Berrick, why didn’t you knock first?

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to cook We’re all hungry and haven’t eaten,” Lordered.

Must get food delivery, Derrick I don’t cook trom my nails and hands.”

ghed heavily just realised how amaging Sarah was when she still lived

here. She cooked every day, took care of Mom, and managed the house. But nothing about her ever looked ruined, especially her hands. They were always smooth, and she never grew her nails long.

Oh Sarah…