Chapter 13

A dull ache tugged at Wyatt's heart at the mere thought of the baby. It was his flesh and blood, after all. Brielle's attempt to console him with such dismissive words made his skin crawl. It was her blood, too. How could she so casually dismiss it? Despite the odd contrast to her usual delicate attitude, Wyatt kept his composure. Brielle leaned against his shoulder and said, "Why don't you take a bath and rest? I'll handle things here. At last, you're free of that annoying Savannah." Wyatt did as told. When he emerged from the bathroom, he was surprised to see Brielle exiting Chase's room, having apparently calmed him down so quickly. Normally, Chase wouldn't fall asleep without Savannah reading him a bedtime story. "I'm his real mom. It's natural that he's more comfortable with me," Brielle said. When she reappeared before Wyatt moments later, she was dressed in a seductive, sheer nightgown. The soft, yellow light cast her curvy figure in an alluring glow, and each step she to