When Damian returned to the hospital room, I had just ended the call.
He seemed to be stunned for a few seconds when he saw the smile still lingering on my lips.
How long had it been since I last smiled like that in front of him?
He stared at me with a kind of quiet greed. I knew he wanted to ask who I had been speaking to.
However, he could not. He knew he should not come any closer.
He should be singing lullabies to Serena’s unborn child instead.
Damian assumed the call was probably from some relative.
He picked up the files he needed and turned to leave, not even glancing back.
“There’s some family business I need to deal with. I’ll come see you tomorrow.”
However, Damian never showed up the next day, the day after, or the day after that.
Instead, I kept receiving video after video from the family members who thrived on gossip, each one showing Damian and Serena together.
It was as though he was trying to provoke me. He was taking her to every elite social event he could.
He went out of his way to introduce Serena to everyone, and she clung sweetly to his arm, smiling so brightly like she was the real wife.
