He’s Not The Type To Cheat

Thinking of this, Deborah suppressed the urge to mention Aiden’s name. She turned to leave but couldn’t resist delivering a parting shot. ‘Austyn, some things can’t be kept hidden forever. The longer the silence, the deeper the hurt. I hope you will think about—’ ‘Deborah Connelly!’ Austyn bellowed at her. He pinned her to the spot with an ice-cold glare. ‘Kai, see Miss Connelly out!’ Miss Connelly… Deborah took the insult in her stride. Austyn couldn’t treat her like a stranger forever. He might no longer love her, or may have even grown to despise her after what she did with Santoro. But she would still be the mother of his child. No amount of shouting was going to change that fact. Kai snapped into action. ‘Miss Connelly, this way please.’ He held the door open for her, his intention clear—either she left of her own volition, or she would be thrown out. Deborah swept her eyes over Austyn and Kira. Both had the same impassive, unsympathetic look. Deborah left the room. Damian, who ha