Chapter 295

In the parking lot, Naomi got into the passenger seat. She watched as Brendan walked around the front of the car to get into the driver's seat. She couldn't help but find herself smiling at how he had said that he wouldn't have married Sophia. At the same time, she was reminded of that white Maserati and that figure that she caught a glimpse of back at the club earlier. She rested her right hand gently on her belly. If her guess was right and if Brendan was still as insistent as he had always been by then, she could then let him in on this secret. After Brendan got into the car, he noticed the conflicted look in Naomi's eyes. He asked, "What's wrong?" "Nothing." He started the car. He turned his face toward Naomi and looked at her briefly. "If there's nothing, let's sort things out when we get back." She had spewed nonsense in public and pretended like she didn't know him well. She'd even had so much fun with Ronald and his group of friends. All these things were still bo