My husband made me his mistress's blood bank

I forced a smile on my face as I replied, “It seems like I don't have any option left.”

I turned to Nolan and as I said, “I’m ready, Nolan.”

My voice was indifferent but his mind was so much filled with Mia's concern that he didn't notice the changes in my tone or expression.

As if a heavy burden was left from his chest with my acceptance, he sighed in relief and gently stroked my hair, saying, “Don't be scared, Bella. I’ll be there to accompany you during all these processes and to support you when you are vulnerable.”

I curled my lips but I couldn't smile. I just nodded my head, not letting him know how double standard he was sounding to me.

I then tried to get up from my chair as I said, “I want to go home. The smell of the hospital makes me puke.”

But, before I could stand on my legs, they trembled and I stumbled on my slippers, almost causing me a fall.

Nolan held me on time and made me sit before he said in a disappointed tone, “I told you not to move. Why are you exhausting yourself like this? I’m here for you, Bella. I can carry you to-”

His words hung in the air as his phone rang, interrupting our conversation. In normal circumstances, he wouldn't pick up any call while he was taking care of me.

But, this time his eyes shined brightly as he read the name on his phone’s screen. He excused himself and went out to talk.

After he returned, he had a unique spark on his face and a smile on his lips that I never saw before.

Why do I feel he was blushing?

But, the worst part of it was, I never saw him blushing before.

He came up to me and said, “Bella, I got some urgent work. I need to leave right now. Can you go home by yourself?”

I stared at him in a daze for a while before I nodded my head in agreement.

Wasn't he promising me to carry me home just to not make me exhausted? Now, all of a sudden he wanted me to go home all by myself while I was barely managing to stand up on my feet?

He smiled on me as he bent down to kiss my forehead, a usual gesture to show how much he cared for me. But, before he could kiss, his phone vibrated and his head remained stuck in the middle.

He glanced at his phone’s screen and a familiar smile appeared on his lips, a smile that I saw only once in these two years of our wedding.

This time, I noticed the name on his phone. It was only one letter ‘M’ followed by a heart emoji.

I didn't need to think much about who the person was.

One text from Mia could make him ignore me completely yet he claimed I was important to him. I laughed inside in irony on his lavish claims.

With that, Nolan turned to leave, his hands moving on his phone, probably texting something to Mia. He didn't have time to tell me when he would return or how I was supposed to leave for home since he had driven me to the hospital.

William, who had been observing us all this time, walked up to me as soon as Nolan left and asked politely, “Bella, do you want me to drop you at your home?”

“No thanks,” I declined, “I can manage myself.”

“But-” William wanted to say something but as if something was stopping him, he swallowed his words and watched me dragging my weak body out of his cabin.

I booked a cab for myself and arrived at the apartment, Nolan and I lived after our wedding. It was a home, filled with the memories of our happy days, each wall filled with the photo frames that captured us while enjoying our days.

One by one, I took off all the frames and threw them away. The laughter in those pictures was only teasing me and mocking me for making such a fool of myself.

After I was done with destroying all the memories with Nolan, I walked up to his study room.

I always knew there was something off about the wardrobe I saw in his study room, but never bothered myself checking them before.

However, this time I walked into his study room and opened the wardrobe there. A study room didn't need a wardrobe yet Nolan kept this one there locked with a digital lock.

As expected, it opened with Mia’s blood group as passcode, which happened to be my blood group as well.

The wardrobe had nothing special in it, just old clothes and some random files but what caught my eyes was the secret door opening to another room.

As soon as I walked into the secret room, my eyes opened up wide in terror and shock. I wish I had never unlocked the door.