Science Gave Me a Baby, Not Love
I had no idea a single phone call was about to destroy everything.
Ethan didn't know I'd learned Valerian from my mother years ago. I understood it perfectly well. His Valerian flowed beautifully as he flirted with the woman on the phone, tender and intimate.
"Kimmy, don't worry. Tomorrow's prenatal appointment will go smoothly, and our genes will create the perfect baby. I'll groom him to be my successor. The moment he's born, he'll inherit everything I own."
Ethan's warm hand still traced patterns on my back, but I trembled involuntarily, doubting my own ears. This woman, Kimmy, was pregnant with my husband's child?