[Darcy]Stupid! I was so stupid! Sinclair offered me what I wanted. Why did I refuse? He could take Keane from Channing's house right now. Why didn't I make that a condition for staying in his house?Fool. I let my anger get the better of me. My pride meant nothing if I couldn't bring my son home. Keane was unwell. What a fool! He wouldn't be sick if he were by my side. What should I do?Should I go back to Sinclair's room and accept his offer? Marrying him and becoming Dashiell's mother was a fair price to pay for Keane. Ah, no. I didn't want him to think I was easy to manipulate. I was angry with him for having a child without my permission.Sinclair didn’t have breakfast with me in the dining room. He must be with his son. Damn. I must wait until tonight to see him. But I couldn’t go to his room. I’d refused his offer. Ugh. Stupid!“Why don’t we go in through the underground parking lot?” I asked when we arrived at the club.“Jean got arrested,” Scott replied. He stepped out of the
I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. I went into the bathroom and cleaned myself up. I used that opportunity to calm myself down and think about what I would say.After getting dressed in the walk-in closet, I returned to the bedroom. I thought I could avoid that woman. I should have known she would come to me if I didn't go to her. I needed time before having a serious talk with her.“Have you called Mason?” Darcy asked.“I won't divorce you,” I stated.“Then, I'll divorce you.” She stood up and walked around the bed.I grabbed her arm as she stood near me. “Darcy,” I coaxed.She yanked her hand away from me. “Let me go! I told you, I don’t want you touching me!” Darcy snapped.“We need each other. I need you, and you need me,” I said.Darcy scoffed. “I don’t need you. I can pay off the rest of my debt and leave your nightclub before three months are up. My husband gave me a house. I won’t be living on the streets. He also left me a lot of money.”“You need someone to protect you
[Sinclair]Neil remained calm with both hands on the steering wheel. He glanced in the rearview mirror to check on the police officers. They got out of the car behind us. My driver didn't speed or break traffic laws, but I knew why they stopped us.“Good evening, sir,“ the police officer greeted him.“Good evening,“ Neil replied.“Please show me your driver’s license,” he ordered.“I’ll get it from my pocket,” Neil said. He reached into the inside pocket of his jacket and handed the license to the officer.“Neil Stahl.” The cop read his name. “Show me your registration and proof of insurance as well.”My driver told him what he would do before complying with the officer’s request. He took both documents out of his pocket. After handing them to the officer, he placed both hands on the steering wheel.“Sinclair Wyndham,” the officer read.“A familiar name. What do you think?” his partner said. He took the papers and looked at me through the window behind Neil. “It's correct. That’s Sinc
[Darcy]That man was insane. After listening to my explanation last night, he didn't understand me. It was pointless for me to talk at length and tell him everything. He thought I needed his apology and protection.I built my image from the ground up so people would forget my scandal. His actions ruined my efforts and sacrifices. The public would condemn me worse than ever if they learned I had a child with another man.Oh, God. My entire body shook just thinking about it. Sean and Bridget would attack me for the rest of my life. I would lose my chance to win custody of Keane. The judge might not trust me to raise him.That can’t happen. I have to bring Keane home before the public finds out about Dashiell. But I can’t do that before Sinclair divorces me. The judge will find out about the child, and Sean will find out who the mother is. He has a lot of informants.“Shit! Shit! Shit!” I cursed.“What’s wrong? Is there anything we can help with?” Scott asked.“I’m fine,” I lied.“You ne
“I can't believe it happened to me,” Robin complained.The owner of the fertility clinic changed our meeting place. He came to my office and brought varied food for us to enjoy together. We didn't have lunch at a restaurant to avoid reporters.Gossip would die down on its own if there were more interesting issues. Therefore, I never bothered myself when the media discussed me and my personal life. I'd only act if someone leaked company secrets to the public.“My blood test results showed traces of a sleeping pill. I called Sean Channing, but he refused to give me the hotel's camera footage. That's outrageous! I have the right to know who put that drug in my drink or food!” he protested.Sean wouldn't give him that information. He knew Darcy was the culprit and fired the hotel employee who helped her. The man called many people to prevent the news from going viral.The dancers and instructors who challenged Darcy should be grateful. I only fired them and asked them to compensate for th
[Sinclair]The cold woman never spoke at length, pouring out her feelings. So I didn't interrupt and let her talk. It felt like someone was squeezing my heart tightly when her voice trembled, holding back tears.I knew she tried to have a child despite her medical condition and her husband's health issues. They attempted to conceive but failed. I knew they lost their first two children, but I didn't realize how painful it was.I felt the pain after Dashiell was born. I gradually grew to love the unborn child in the woman I paid for, but I didn't realize it. I only understood the bond growing in my heart when the child was in my arms.Hearing Darcy's story reminded me of my feelings as a father. I would also grieve if I lost my son. I saw him on the monitor during the pregnancy checkup. I heard his heartbeat and looked at his sonograms daily.I was guilty of stealing those eggs and obstructing her and her husband's desire to have another child. Darcy was right. Robin and I were evil. T