All Chapters of His Dead Wife: No Longer the Surrogate Bride: Chapter 71

The night did not loosen its grip after the gala.If anything, it tightened even more.The moment the doors closed in the Devereaux complex behind her, Althea felt it. The subtle shift in air pressure, the quiet recalibration of security protocols humming beneath polished floors and immaculate walls. The building was alive tonight, alert in a way that went beyond routine because of one thing.Nicholas.Her hand curled instinctively around the small clutch she brought with her, she moved briskly down the corridor, heels silent against stone. She had immediately changed out of the gala gown the moment she returned, trading silk and illusion for soft clothes that allowed her to move, to think, to breathe.After she was back in her comfortable clothes, she immediately went to her son’s room.Nicholas slept curled on his side with his one small arm wrapped around his dinosaur plushie, chest rising and falling in steady rhythm.His nightlight illuminated his face and the sight hit her with