Chapter Forty-eight

What was he doing? He should go look for her. His child's life was at stake. The reporters— yes, whoever leaked that news was still out there loose. It wasn't a question that that person very well knew her. She had to be safe.

And again, he found himself going after the bodyguards who must have toured half the city already. But he didn't reach his car. He was only on his way to the parking lot when the gates opened.

Her car, the very familiar pink car drove in.

He strode to her as she came out, the rage now taking over.

"Hailey." Kendrick gritted out. "Where did you go? Where are you coming from?"

Her eyes darted everywhere but him and he could notice fear in them.

"W–What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean!"

That made her flinch. The tone he used. It only brought out more fear in her eyes. And now, he was certain that wherever she went, he wasn't going to like it.

She gripped the straps of her bag so tightly her knuckles turned white. Without waiting another second, she made