Reborn, I Sent My Ex-Husband and His True Love to Prison novel Chapter 2

This time, I didn't bother putting effort into cooking.

A kid like him wasn't worth it. I just reheated some leftovers from the fridge. 

"This tastes gross! My mom's cooking is way better!" 

Jack banged his fork against the plate, his face scrunched up in disgust. 

In the past, I'd have made something new to please him. But not this time. 

I stood up and dumped the food straight into the trash. 

Jack froze, then exploded. 

"What the heck? I wasn't done eating!" 

I grabbed the last bowl of rice off the table. 

"If you don't like it, don't eat it. I'm not forcing you." 

His face turned red with anger. 

Just then, the door opened, and Ethan walked in. 

Jack shot me a glare, then suddenly collapsed to the floor. 

Ethan rushed over, panic in his voice. 

"Jack! What's wrong?!" 

The kid clutched his stomach, writhing in fake agony. 

"My stomach hurts! It really hurts!" 

Ethan immediately took him to the hospital. 

An hour later, Lily showed up at the hospital. 

She looked stunning, dressed in a chic designer dress, her face full of worry as she hovered over Jack's hospital bed. 

"What's wrong with my baby? He's never had stomach issues before!" 

The young doctor in a white coat walked in, holding a report.

His expression was serious. 

"It looks like he's taken too much laxative. Did anyone give him any?" 

Ethan frowned.

"Why would we give him laxatives for no reason?"

"Did he accidentally eat something?" 

Lily chimed in immediately: 

"Yeah, could Jack have eaten something by mistake?" 

The boy on the hospital bed whispered weakly: 

"I ate Aunt Emily's food this afternoon, and then my stomach started hurting..." 

Slap! 

A sharp sting burned across my face. 

Ethan's hand was still raised, his face dark with anger. 

"Emily, what the hell is wrong with you?!" 

"You promised me you'd treat Jack like your own! Is this how you take care of him?"

"By poisoning him?!" 

He raised his hand again, ready to strike, but this time I caught his wrist mid-air and slapped him back—hard. 

The title of "evil stepmom" wasn't going to stick to me this time. 

Ethan dragged me into the hallway. 

"Emily, what's gotten into you today?"

"You're the one who drugged Jack, and now you're acting like you're the victim."

"Is it really that hard for you to just apologize?" 

His face still bore the bright red mark from my slap. 

I clapped my hands sarcastically. 

"Ethan, if you're delusional, go see a therapist. Stop throwing accusations at me."

"The doctor said it was an overdose of laxatives, but Jack only had two bites of food."

"There's surveillance in the living room—go check it yourself."

"How the hell do you overdose on two bites?" 

His face darkened. 

"What if you put in a huge dose?"

"He's just a kid—two bites would be enough to mess him up." 

"The doctor's report is clear. Stop making excuses!" 

He threw the report on the ground. 

Lily, tears streaming down her face, rushed over and grabbed my sleeve, kneeling in front of me. 

"Emily, please, if you have a problem, take it out on me."

"Don't take it out on Jack He's just a kid. He can't handle this..."