Moved by my plea, Andy gave me Edgar's location.
My hands were already covered in blood from smashing the car windows, shards of glass embedded in my flesh. Yet, I could not feel the pain and just hurried to where he was.
He was at a luxury hotel.
After confirming my identity, the receptionist gave me a room key with a knowing look.
When I opened the door, I found Edgar and Carina sitting side by side on the bed in their bathrobes.
Edgar looked utterly shocked to see me.
It was Carina who spoke first.
"We were just bathing a hamster. Why do you always have to be so suspicious? You even go as far as stalking Edgar's whereabouts."
I could not waste any time or energy arguing with her.
I just pushed Carina aside and turned to Edgar anxiously.
"Osvaldo and Shania had heart attacks! They're in the emergency room right now. You need to give me the heart medication. There's no time!"
Just thinking about my children lying there, their lives hanging by a thread, I felt my heart broken. I just wished I could give anything to take their place.
But my husband, their father, simply looked at me with disdain.
He pulled Carina into his arms, comforting her.
"You're so obsessed with competing for my attention that you're willing to curse your children. You're such a shameless liar, no wonder the kids have come to this point! I'm telling you, if you don't apologize to Carina right now, you and the children are not welcome in the Mckay family anymore."
Earlier today, on the way to the school, Edgar had received a message from Carina. She said Osvaldo and Shania had texted her, calling her a homewrecker.
Enraged, Edgar smashed my phone and locked us in the car to reflect on our behavior while he took another car to comfort Carina.
Thus, my children suffered because of it.
"Edgar!" My fury made my voice hoarse. "I don't have time to argue with you. Give me the medicine, now!"
I reached out to grab his arm, my blood smearing his clothes.
He immediately pushed me away in disgust.
My head hit the hard marble surface behind me with a dull thud, and tears of pain welled up in my eyes.
"At least put on a better act," he sneered, "You're too old to be faking injuries like this. You're even using your children to act out your drama. Do you not care about ruining their future?"
My children were dying. Without the medication, they would have no future at all.