“No longer in love) Chapter 3: The Breakfast Table
The following morning, Katie showed early in our home
When I went down stairs, she was expenly adjusting Lucia’s the Her movement was fit and familiar. Her saccharine smile was directed at me, her hand never leaving Lucia’s shoulder a deliberate display of possessiveness,
“Sleep well, Millie?” she chirped, her tone dripping with false swertes Lucian and I were up late on a video call. Hope we didn’t disturb you
Mor
for me, her blatant provocation was nothing new.
But Alex’s imminent release had sharpened my resolve
My patience, once a boundless well, was finally running dry.
“Lucian and I haven’t shared a bedroom in years, Katie. Perhaps he hasn’t quite embraced you as family yet,” 1 retorted, my voice cool, laced with a suble edge of saccam
Katie’s laughter was sharp, a triumphant sound that grated on my nerves. Lucia’s face, however darkened. He impatiently shrugged off her touch, ushering her towards the breakdan table a blatant display of his irritation.
She was not the first time eating at my house.
And now I wouldn’t get jealous and make a
fuss with Lucian anymore
Lucian’s mother, Eleanor, arrived, her entrance adding another layer of complexity to the already tense atmosphere. Her initial gaze swept over Katie, a fleeting mixture of pity and disdain before settling on her son’s new favorite.
Eleanor placed her bag down, seating herself opposite Lucian, her attention fixed on Katie.“You’re far too thin. I’ll arrange for a personal chef to oversee your diet for several months. to ensure you’re properly nourished.”
Katie, visibly taken aback by the unexpected kindness, responded with a grateful smile. She’d
Lucian’s reputation assumed Eleanor disliked her, considering the damage to
The conversation flowed, Eleanor’s words carefully chosen, her demeanor a subtle blend of cordiality and underlying calculation. As the meal neared its end, Eleanor finally revealed her true intentions, her words sharp and pointed.
“Since we can’t control you, Lucian, you try to have a child with Kaite as soon as possible. Katie’s already had one; she’ll know the way.”
Katie’s face flushed crimson, her eyes darting nervously towards Lucian, who remained impassive, his silence heavy with unspoken intentions.
I lowered my gaze, pretending to focus on my food, but my hand trembled as I held my spoon. This was not the first time I’d heard this veiled threat. But hearing it uttered so openky, so blatantly in front of me…
I fought to control the rising tide of emotion, forcing myself to swallow the last of my breakfast. As I placed the empty bowl down, Lucian finally spoke, his voice low and measured. “Millie is my wife. My child will be hers.”
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