Chapter 82.

Could She be My Grandma?

“Are you okay Mi Todo? You have been frowning since we woke up.” My husband asked me as we boarded the private jet back to New York.

So, here's the thing, last night as he was running a very high temperature, I tried to shake him so he could wake up, he didn't open his eyes. I am not going to lie, I basically went through the five stages of grief thinking he had gone into shock. I ran downstairs in tears, down three floors to tell the receptionist that I think my husband is dying, then we went upstairs to check, on our way to I and Ryan's room, she informed me she was an ER nurse and was covering for her cousin who works here that had a family emergency. That made me a bit more calm and when we got upstairs, she checked his temperature which had reduced drastically by the way. She said it was probably stress and he'll be fine for morning.

It was at that point my dearest husband decided to open his eyes, “Mi Todo, why aren't you by my side?” In a weak, cute vo