a's

mbs felt heavy, my head throbbed, and my stomach churned uncomfortably.

ything last night. Either way, I didn't have time to dwell on it

und of my phone filled the quiet room. I sighe

ame out hoarse, and

ugh the line. "My father wants t

ays felt like walking into a battlefield, especially when it came to my mother-in-la

forcing my voice to sou

replied. "Try

you need anything?" Just straight to the point. I sighed, st

could muster. My body protested, and my head continued to ache, but I

ow. Not in front of Adrian. Not in front of his parents. So, I forced myself into an

y nerves made it seem longer. As soon as we pulled up, I took a de

e car, the sharp voice of Vict

nd still no child! What kind of wom

I could explain. I had tried. God knew how hard I had tried. I had done everything to take care

if he hadn't heard a thing. I followed, but the sting of

ng room, I quickly composed

Call

o had been gone for years, living abroad, a

ually sipping from a glass, caught me off guard. His sharp eyes met mine, and a flick

," Adrian said, his

nd leaned back against the

coffed.

nsion in the room was thick, and my body still ached, but I he

ce and scoffed. "You're late. And

gripped the edge of the chair to steady myself. D

e a struggle, and my stomach twisted in discomfort. Meanwhile, Victo

said, shaking her head. "A wife who can't give h

id nothing. He just continued eating, as if hi

his utensils and leaned back in h

Even Victoria seemed

he said, her e

tone cool. "You've made your poi

hing further. Instead, she turned her attention back to he

lief and confusion. Davis had no reason to defend

ded to excused myself to the bathroom, needing a moment to breathe.

s ti

everything was fine. Tired of fight

into the hall, I n

ke hell," he

gh. "Thanks. That's exact

ent before speaking aga

fened.

ou," he said simply. "Walk

myself to meet his gaze. "

there was something in his eyes.

urned and walked away, leaving me