52Lilian POVAs I woke up on Saturday morning, I reached out with my eyes closed to find Damien lying next to me. To my surprise, the spot next to me was empty. Confused, I tried again, only to find it still vacant. With a flicker of worry, I opened my eyes to see Damien was nowhere to be found. His absence intrigued me, and I immediately became a bit concerned.Jumping out of bed, I began my search for him throughout the house. I checked the toilets, the guest rooms, the storage room, and even the children's rooms, calling out his name. As I made my way to the kitchen, I shouted out once more.Upon entering the kitchen, I saw the triplets' nanny, Ella, busily preparing breakfast for them. She turned around, smiled warmly at me, and greeted me with a pleasant "Good morning." Returning her smile, I approached her and asked if she had seen Damien.Ella paused for a moment, thinking, before replying, "Yes, he left early this morning. He mentioned he had something important to take care

54Lilian POVOverwhelmed with frustration, I could no longer contain my emotions and turned to face them, my face flushed with a volatile combination of anger and humiliation. With a harsh edge to my voice, I mustered enough sarcasm to apologize for any inconvenience I may have caused. "I do apologize for inconveniencing you," I spat, my words dripping with disdain. "Next time, I'll be sure to announce my arrival in some grandiose manner. Perhaps I should hire a trumpeter to announce my presence?"As I spun on my heel to leave, my eyes happened to catch Logan turning around simultaneously. A mischievous wink danced in his gaze before he proceeded to exit the room, leaving behind a view of his well-defined, sculpted buttocks. I forcefully tore my gaze away, determined to shut out any further distractions.Turning my attention back to Grace, I retorted with a mixture of irritation and spite, certain that my suspicions had been confirmed. "I did ring the doorbell, as a matter of fact, b

56Lilian POVAs if sensing the need to break the oppressive atmosphere, Damien cleared his throat and turned to Grace, his thoughtful expression evident. "You know, Grace, I think you are right. But, there's something more urgent at the moment," he said, eyes darting between her and me.Curiosity piqued, I glanced up from my glass, waiting for Damien to continue.Leaning forward, Damien's voice lowered, a sense of urgency creeping into his words. "After hearing about how someone tried to kill Lilian the same way they tried to kill you, Grace, an idea occurred to me," he revealed, his eyes flickering with a newfound determination.Grace's eyes widened, her demeanor shifting from combative to intrigued. "What idea, Damien?""Well," he began, his voice taking on a more grave tone, "I was thinking of installing cameras in the hospital. That way, we might be able to catch whoever is responsible for these attempts on both your lives."That damn idea of ​​cameras again? I thought we agreed

58Lilian POVHer response caught me completely off guard, and I couldn't help but burst into laughter. "A nurse-turned-mechanic, huh? That's quite a shift! But I can see how your attention to detail would come in handy in that field."Lisa immediately held her mouth as if she regretted her answer. Intrigued by her reaction, I asked her if there was a problem. "Is something wrong, Lisa?"She hesitated for a moment before answering, "I'm sorry, Lilian. I'm afraid my answer may have upset you."I chuckled, trying to hide my confusion. "Upset me? Why would it upset me?"She lowered her gaze, hesitating once again, and then finally spoke, "Well, you see, I work at your fiancé hospital where we first met, and I thought you'd have a certain image of me being fully dedicated to nursing. I didn't mean to disappoint you."I couldn't help but be amused by her concern. "Oh, Lisa! Don't you worry. I think it's amazing how you followed your passion and found new interests. It shows how versatile a

60Lilian POVAt home, as we sat down to dinner, I looked at Damien and couldn't contain my fake excitement. "Guess what, Damien?" I exclaimed. "Logan has progressed with his investigations! He has a date with Lisa tonight and plans to use the opportunity to gather evidence."Damien paused, mid-bite of his delicious chicken parmigiana, and raised an eyebrow. "Lisa? Do you think she fits the profile of our culprit?" he asked, clearly curious.I carefully placed my fork down on my plate and rested both elbows on the table, crossing my hands. Thinking for a moment, I replied, "From my point of view, no, I don't believe Lisa is our culprit. But of course, I could be wrong. However, I have this gut feeling that tells me the real culprit is watching us from a distance, almost enjoying our confusion."Damien took a sip of his rich, full-bodied red wine and confidently stated, "I trust Logan's judgment. If he suspects Lisa, there must be a reason for it."Letting out a sigh, unsure of which d