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Chapter 7 The Man at the Gate

Auteur: Rotten Pillow
Julian's eyes were filled with anxious anticipation, like a child waiting for his punishment after doing something wrong.

"If I say I can't forgive you," I asked softly, "will you divorce me?"

"No," he said at once, his voice trembling with panic. "Even if I have to tie you to me, I'll keep you here until the day you forgive me."

I let out a quiet sigh, then took his hand, cool to the touch, and gently, firmly, placed it on my rounded belly.

Under his palm, our baby seemed to sense something and gave a faint kick.

"We can't let our child grow up without a father, can we?"

Julian's eyes turned red in an instant. His arms tightened around me, holding me and the life inside me so close that I could feel his heart racing.

When he spoke, his voice shook with both relief and emotion. "Fiona, thank you for giving me another chance."

I let him hold me for a long moment before lightly pushing at his chest.

"But," I said, looking straight into his damp eyes, "you have to promise me some
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