Chapter 179 Grandpa's Men Might Be Watching Us

When Damian returned, he held a small transparent box containing a slice of red velvet cake. "This is from the best bakery in town. Try it and see if you like it," he said, carefully opening the box. He then took out the cake and smiled as he held it out to her. Whitney stared at him without moving. "What's wrong?" he asked, his tone warm and curious. If he had never cheated on her, if he truly loved her, this moment might have been blissful. But belated affection wasn't worth a dime. She shook her head. "I'm not hungry." "Right, I forgot," Damian said with an apologetic laugh. "We just finished dinner—you probably can't eat another bite." He placed the cake on the coffee table. "I just really wanted to see you enjoy something you love. That's what makes me happy." Whitney said nothing. After a pause, she stood up. "I'm heading to my room." "Wait, Whitney," Damian called after her. "Noel's coming with you to the hospital tomorrow. If he finds out, Grandpa might