Chapter Eleven

The world felt like shaking, and everything around her was a blur.

"Belle, are you okay?" Aubrey rushed to Belle. Even her voice sounded like an echo. "You look so pale, my gosh."

All she could see clearly was her innocent child, looking at her with those round eyes, unaware of what just happened. It was the first time that Liam saw his father, the person who thought that he would much rather live a life without them.

His soft chuckle comforted Belle. It is for the better that he doesn't know anything yet. His little hand reached out to his mother, asking to be carried.

"Hey, buddy." She hugged his body tightly, never wanting to let him go. Belle was scared that if she would, even for a second, Nikolai would snatch him away from her. Maybe he won't, and he'd choose to live without Belle and their child again. At this point, this is the future that Belle believes would likely happen.

"I got this, Aubrey. You can go home now."

Aubrey looked hesitant, noticing that Belle wasn't acting li