Mistress on My Husband's Phone Novel by Rina Novita

Sarah’s P.OV

I just received a message from Bradley: [Sarah, the person who hit you has been caught. They’re now being interrogated at the police station.]

Thank God the person was caught. But I was curious, who ordered him? Hopefully, it would be revealed soon. I was tired of this charade.

[Sarah, Derrick came to the office. He’s acting like a big boss. He is so arrogant. And during the meeting with the directors and shareholders, he didn’t understand anything. When asked questions, he was confused. Finally, he was bullied by everyone. Hahaha! He has now moved to your office. But don’t worry, the surveillance camera in that room is connected to my phone.]

I laughed, clutching my stomach, reading Bradley’s messages. I couldn’t imagine Derrick’s pale face when he was bombarded with questions during the shareholders‘ meeting.

Derrick had only graduated from high school. While working in my office, he was only responsible for procuring office and employee supplies. So, there was no way he understood stocks and company developments.

“Sofia.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Please make me a latte. Bring it to my room.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

The house has become very noisy and messy since Lorraine moved in with her two kids. Poor Sofia was even busier now.

Honestly, I couldn’t wait to kick them all out. They had taken over all the rooms. I intentionally slept in the same room as Gillian since I did not regard Derrick as my husband, though he thought I didn’t remember. But I had to stay careful.

My phone on the dressing table kept vibrating while I was working. ‘Maybe that’s from Bradley, but I’ll call him back later..‘

Knock, knock, knock.

“Ma’am, here’s your coffee.”

“Oh, just a second, Sofia.”

As I walked out, suddenly Ruth snatched the coffee Sofia was carrying on a tray.

“Well, aren’t you comfortable, Sarah? Always asking to be served. If you want coffee, make it yourself!” she snapped, then sipped the coffee and walked to her room.

“Sorry, ma’am. While I was making the coffee, Lorraine’s kid called me. So it took a while, and Ruth came, ‘Sofia explained apologetically.

“You haven’t had your coffee yet. Should I make it again?” Sofia asked again.

“It’s okay, Sofia. No need to make it again,” I replied, reaching for my still–vibrating phone. After closing the door, I answered the call from Bradley. It seemed urgent.

“Hello, Bradley.”

“Sarah, thank God you’re okay.”

“What’s up, Brad?”

“Sarah, you shouldn’t drink the coffee Sofia brought. Lorraine put something in it without Sofia knowing. You can check the surveillance camera.”

“What? Oh no, Ruth…”

I threw my phone on the bed and ran to Ruth’s room.

“Ruth! Lorraine! Ruth is unconscious!”

I tried to lift her, who was already lying on the floor.

“What happened to Mom, Sarah?” Lorraine screamed.

“She vomited and passed out after drinking the coffee Sofia made earlier,” I explained, pretending not to know what she had just done.

“What?! Wasn’t that coffee for you?” Lorraine asked in panic.

“Yes. But she took it from me.”

“No… No. Mom… forgive me… Waaa!” Lorraine suddenly screamed and cried loudly. Her body shook violently.

“Let’s take her to the hospital!”

Lorraine and I lifted Ruth’s unconscious body. Something was coming out of her mouth, like foam or residue vomit.

“Sofia, call a taxi!” I shouted.

Sofia ran outside. Luckily, there was an empty taxi passing by. Sofia stopped it and asked the driver to come into the yard.

Neighbors came to help carry Ruth into the taxi.

I didn’t forget to bring my bag with the phone inside. I must always be wary of a snake like Lorraine. She had tried to kill me twice now. Could she be behind the accident too?

Lorraine and I rushed to the nearest hospital. Lorraine was trembling all over. She was very scared.

I silently prayed to God, thanking him for watching over me. He had saved me from death twice now. I could not imagine what would have happened if I had drunk that coffee.

At the hospital, Ruth was taken to the ER while I filled out some information forms at the registration desk.

While waiting for Ruth to be examined, Lorraine and I stayed silent in the waiting room. I didn’t want to discuss anything with her. The important thing was that I had the surveillance camera recording of her actions in the kitchen. Bradley was processing it with the police.

Half an hour later, the doctor appeared.

“Family of Ruth Dane.”

“I’m her daughter, doc. How’s my mom?” Lorraine, with a pale face, immediately approached the doctor.

“The poison in her body reacted very quickly. I’m sorry, we couldn’t save her.”

Lorraine collapsed on the floor. Some nurses helped her sit on a chair. Deep regret was evident on her face.

Then suddenly, she glared at me.

“This is all your fault! You killed my mom! You murderer,” she screamed, pointing her finger at my face.

“Is that true? What did you do to my mom, huh?” Suddenly, Derrick was standing behind me.

“Answer me!”

His eyes bulged as if they were about to pop out.

“It wasn’t me. You should ask your sister!” I replied firmly, pointing at Lorraine.

“Don’t talk nonsense! I’d never kill my own mom,” Lorraine retorted, but this time fear was evident on her face.

“You’re just accusing my sister. How dare you!”

Derrick raised his hand, about to slap me. I instinctively ducked and covered my face.

“Stop!”

“Touch Sarah, and I’ll end you. Derrick, you bastard!”

That voice…

Who was it?