Se connecterA smug curve tugged at the corner of my mouth."I'm nowhere near as vicious as you. All I did was smear a small, non-lethal amount of that chemical on your mattress."What actually made the miscarriage worse was your own habit, the one you're so proud of, of jumping into bed with women. Call it giving you a taste of your own medicine."Maxwell's face twisted with humiliated rage, his teeth grinding, and he lunged for my throat."I'm telling Laura you're the one who killed our baby!"I shoved him to the ground without any effort at all, looking down at him with open contempt."Go ahead. Let's see if she believes me or you."He really did storm into Marano Group and told Laura everything I'd said. But she didn't believe a word of it and had him thrown out like he'd lost his mind. Maxwell wouldn't let it go and caused a few more scenes after that, until Lorraine had people put him in his place enough times that he finally gave up.Without a wealthy family backing him anymore, he
The moment he saw me walk in, Maxwell's eyes flared with anger and he jabbed a finger at me, accusing me outright."If Kyle hadn't turned his phone off and hidden away, maybe our baby could've been saved. He did this on purpose!"I put on an offended expression. "I'm not psychic. I couldn't have known you'd miscarry in the middle of the night. How can you blame me for that?""What are you even doing right now?"Laura snapped at him suddenly, sharp with disappointment. Weak as she was, her face drained of color, her voice came out low but seething with anger.Maxwell looked wounded. "I just think Kyle is such a skilled doctor. If he hadn't turned his phone off, our baby might still have had a chance."I pulled my phone out of my bag and opened one of the saved recordings from the auto call-recording feature. I made my tone sound even more wounded than his."Why don't you ask yourself why I turned it off? You know better than anyone."With that, the recording played: the call fro
Nicolas smoothed things over and called out to the housekeeper. "Nina, serve Maxwell his soup."The tension eased a little, but for Maxwell, it must have felt like a needle lodged in his throat. Nicolas turned to me. "Kyle, once you're back on your feet, the two of you need to have a child of your own too."I gave him a faint smile.Laura reached over and took my hand on the table. "Don't worry, Dad."My hand stayed rigid under her grip. Every second of that contact turned my stomach like it was churning up a meal from the night before. Maxwell forced himself through the rest of the meal, keeping up his well-behaved act.After dinner, Laura wanted to see me home, but Maxwell tried the same trick again."Laura, we'd usually be lying in bed by now, telling our son his bedtime story. It's getting pretty late now. He must be fussing."Laura wasn't stupid. She could see plainly enough that Maxwell kept using the baby to keep her tied to him. Once or twice, she'd been happy to i
I got exactly what I wanted: a position at Marano Group as Laura's assistant. I worked hard and conscientiously every day, and every month, a tidy sum of private income landed in my bank account.The wedding scandal had spread like wildfire online. I'd become the son-in-law everyone in the Marano family already knew about. My image online was a good one. I was well-liked, so it had even helped patch up some of the damage to Marano Group's reputation. It didn't matter anymore how much Lorraine and her husband disliked me.To Maxwell, every bit of this looked like me competing with him for favor. He was constantly inventing reasons to pull Laura away to spend time with him, whether she was in a meeting or entertaining an important client. To prove to himself that he still held a place in her heart, he'd go to any length to get her to come back to him.Every time it happened, I'd play the understanding husband and tell Laura, "Go be with Maxwell. I've got things covered here."Each
Laura let out a breath of relief when she saw I was awake. She leaned closer, worry still lingering in her eyes."You scared me half to death."Her breath brushed against my face, the same warmth that used to send my heart racing. Now it did nothing but leave me numb, even faintly repulsed. I didn't let a trace of that show, playing the understanding husband instead."Sorry for making a scene in front of your family."Laura looked guilty. "Don't say that. I shouldn't have made you sit up all night. That's on me; that's why you got sick."I gave her a gentle nudge to get her to stand back, then turned to my colleague. "I haven't had any health problems until now. What could cause sudden abdominal pain and fainting like that? Is there a specific reason?""Tests suggest you might have come into contact with something harmful to your body. We don't know exactly what it was."That left me suspicious. Laura was even more confused than I was, since the house had been through severa
Maxwell looked as if he'd been struck by lightning out of a clear sky, the smile freezing on his face. His eyes went wide, locked in disbelief on the marriage certificate in my hand. He'd had no idea Laura and I had already registered our marriage. Lorraine and her husband's faces went just as pale as his. They hadn't known either.The whole venue erupted like a pot boiling over."So that's why the groom's name didn't seem right! Now it all makes sense.""Laura's married? Then the man up there today is just the other man!""First time I've ever seen anything like this. The real husband is basically staking his life to stop this wedding.""I wonder how the Maranos are going to handle this."The buzz of gossip only cost Lorraine and her husband more face. The Marano family had always cared deeply about appearances, and a scandal this big, in front of a crowd this large, was exactly the kind of thing the society wives would be gossiping about for weeks over tea.Up on stage, ever







