Husband For Hire; Vengeance In Mind

at a corner table, shifting anxiously. When our gazes met, she stood

telling me? She hesitated, curling her fingers together and exhaling shakily. "

something this important from my husband?" I demanded, pulling out a chair ac

d overhear us. "You know I love you, right?" she finally asked. "I ne

for her hands, but she backed away and stood abruptly. "Maybe this was a mistake

"You stated this was crucial because it was about Damien. That

led and muttered

ll my husband a bastard?" She gave a scoff. "I am tired of thi

d I am by him. Have you paid any no

g to say, say it. "Stop dancing around it. She stared me

became dry. "Another woman?" I echoed, j

tner." I tried to brush it off, but my heart tightened with discomfort.

head, refusing to allow the doubt settle in. "No. Damien loves me. He's overly lovi

sula." My breath caught. "Ursula?" Clara gave

re formerly inseparable high school sweethearts. Nothing and no o

died in a plane crash leaving me with no one. Damien was there for me, and our bond grew cl

hat the chair scraped against the floor, d

y arm and pulle

lease, ca

he been back?"

efore answering,

ed. "Last year?"

been seeing her often, and not just anywhere Selena, she is

ra had seen Damien with any woman, I might have ignored it. What about Ursula? I coul

t confront Damien. First and foremost, we must determine the truth. Thank yo

tomach. My baby. My joy. I sighed carefully, opened the car

around, looking for anything out of place, like a mis

y. Damien stood in the doorway, smiling at me, his face as

at me like that yet be unfaithful. But how could h

rly." He brought me into his arms and softly rubbed my back. "And you did not tell

. Too genuine. I sat down

do you

ntly squeezed. "Of course, Selena." I really love you. Yo

wasn't he always a sweet with words? If he could lie so simply, would I notice? I took a

s fluttered against mine before he gently withdrew. "Why are

"Selena, we've discussed this. Let's concentrate on ourselves

ot prepared, or do you not want children at all? He rose up a

ould have missed if I had blinked. "Selena, let's drop this," he murmured, placing his phone in

g a father, rather than what I was thinking? After all, what type of m

f by loving a man who had a