Group He

out of the elevator with a storm cloud on his face. It was as if thunderheads were

ressionless. Not a single wrinkle of worry on his face-thou

g respectfully. Brown swung the door open, and Damian swept inside with a scowl that could curdle milk. The staff sa

ned sharply, eyes blazing, and pinned Brown wi

rd what

n suddenly grabbed the front of Brow

what, huh? You know how much I love Livia.

eath. When it was over, Damian released him with a sharp exhale, even pat

Livia's cravings are really.

etter. At times like this, si

he doctors explain his wife's pregnancy cravings one more time, this time

circled back to the same idea: cravings were normal, cravings were harmless. But Damian didn't

. The doctors kept

in his office, "do you beli

rned Brown that one wrong w

and steady. He stepped closer to the sofa and gestur

llapsed onto the couch, the words of Dr. Harris still ringing i

" Brown added firmly. "I know

chord, soothing D

than anything. My child must be

clutching his head li

y mind if I can't ho

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