Chapter 42

"You little glutton. Fine. I'll give you some, but you have to stop being picky about only eating the good stuff," Daphne said. After taking care of everything at home, she finally had time to think about her own situation. She stood in front of a full-length mirror, placed a hand on her belly, and gently stroked it. There was a life growing inside her, and she had meant to get rid of it. Daphne had left him decisively, so why did Lester still come back to help her? Why couldn't he just pretend they had never met? If he had, she could have steeled herself to go through with the abortion. But instead, it had to stir that soft spot deep in her heart. Alone in a foreign land with no friends, Lester was the only person Daphne knew. When the police suspected her, she had thought she was done for. But Lester had stepped in and resolved it for her. Now, she was torn. Lucien lay in his dog bed and noticed her hesitant expression. He couldn't figure out what she was thinking until his