Husband you've abandoned me. Fine, I'll focus on raising my son-Chapter 280: Greater stake

Later that night before going to bed I then told Marco. "I’m going o do as you said I’m going to do it myself," I told him as I approached.

"Do whatever you like," he snapped. He refused to look in my eyes as a troubled expression appeared on my face.

"You’re not going to tell on, right?" I asked Marco.

His eyes narrowed as he looked at me. "No, because you’re going to fail anyway." He said discouragingly to me.

Without saying another word I went towards my bed and got under the covers.

I needed to get in trouble one more time. I needed to do something that get sent down to the basement. Last time it was because I talked back to my uncle that he sent me there as a punishment.

Uncle was hardly around the estate neither did he come to see me or Marco most of the time. So trying to insult him again was going to be difficult.

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It was a day later that I thought of an idea to get myself in trouble. I had an idea that didn’t involve my uncle needing to be there.

Around bath time in the afternoon, when Marco and I were done playing outside,e I decided to go forward with my plan. It was now or never.

Marco and I were both done washing up, having taken our turns, and were now just coming through our hair in front of the mirror in the bathroom. I then put the comb down and made to leave the bathroom.

"Where are you going?" Marco asked me.

I stopped and looked at him for a moment. "I’m leaving," I quietly said to him.

Outside the room were the bodyguards having a conversation. They looked my way as I went past them.

"Where are you going?"

"Left something downstairs," I lied to them.

"Hurry up then," they told me.

I left the bathroom and made it seem like I was going down the stairs, but then I quickly turned and went to the hallway where the room of the unconscious red-haired lady was.

Uncle had told me not to wander in this area, and so had Marco. So this would be a good alternative to get in trouble.

I opened the door, and my eyes widened at the sight before me. Inside was a bed in the middle of the room. It was the red-haired lady who lay on it. Still sleeping. There was someone who looked like a doctor standing beside the lady.

Around the room were all sorts of things that looked like they belonged in a hospital. Like multiple bags around the bed that contained strange liquids and had tubes sticking out. The tubes were attached to the lady’s arms and torso. It looked like something out of a horror movie.

The doctor then looked at me as I opened the door further and walked in.

"What are you doing here?" he asked me.

"What are you doing to that lady?" I asked him.

"You’re not supposed to be here. Where are your bodyguards?" he asked. "Let me call them.

"He’s with me," I suddenly heard a voice say from behind me. I looked behind me and found Marco.

"Marco! I said in surprise.

"What was he doing here? I wondered. He was going to get in trouble with me now for helping me if he did this...

He knew this, so why was he here?

"Hey!" I heard the familiar voice of one of Marco, and I’s bodyguards. The other following behind him.

We were both grabbed by the two bodyguards who watched over us. They quickly took us out of the room.

"What are you doing in the part of the mansion?" He asked us. "You know you’re not supposed to be here."

"Why are you not watching them properly, Brian?" the doctor asked the bodyguard.

"The little shit lied and said he was going somewhere else," he said.

The bodyguard who held Marco then handed him over to my bodyguard, so he was holding both of us.

He was gripping me tightly and painfully, but I was more focused on Marco beside me. I was wondering why he had gotten himself in trouble with me. Had he changed his mind? Had he decided to help me in the end?

The other bodyguard took out his phone and made a call. I was assuming he was calling my uncle to tell him what we had done.

We were then taken down the stairs that led to the basement, and I internally celebrated. Just like I hoped, we were being taken to the punishment room.

"Marco, your father will come and talk to you both when he returns. He’s very disappointed in you two," the bodyguard said as he walked out of the room.

Once the door was closed and locked, I heard footsteps walk away. I then turned to Marco, who was looking at the door.

I looked at him and gave him a soft punch on his shoulder. "You helped me!?" I said to him, surprised and excited.

He didn’t look at me and seemed angry. Still, even though he didn’t want to help he still came along!

"Thanks," I said, wanting to hug him. "Come here..." I said, opening my arms wide.

"Absolutely not!" He refused my hug and pushed me away.

I laughed gleefully. I was so happy he had come around. "You really are a nice person."

"Stop," he then said.

"Hey, you saw what they’re doing to that lady, right?" I asked him.

Marco shook his head. "Yeah."

"She’s been sleeping for a long time now and has never woken up. I wonder what your father is up to," I asked.

Later that evening, we heard footsteps approach the door. Marco and I looked at each other and knew it was his father who had arrived.

Marco’s father, my uncle, entered the small room.

"Marco, are you stupid? You’re letting him influence you and get in trouble. Have you lost your mind?

"Why would you do that?" he asked Marco.

I then turned to Marco once his father left. We were doing it tonight.

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"I quickly ran to my bed and got under my covers.

My lips pressed together, and I felt sad that he wouldn’t help, but I wasn’t surprised. I had a feeling he was going to say no.