win Ra Very Real
Chapter 9
Chapter 9
Seven months pregnant.
Just finished a prenatal check up when I saw Evan waiting outside the hospital door’s.
Sunlight hit him square in the face, but it couldn’t thaw the ice in his expression.
This morning, our house
mentioned a group of strangers had been lurking around the building–
Shady–looking men loitering near the entrance.
I didn’t think much of it.
Not until my lawyer quietly warned me–Evan was back in the country.
I’d already had a feeling.
It’s just funny, really–I got a decent divorce settlement, sure, but even that doesn’t come close to what he’s offering now.
Evan rushed over, eyes bright with something between panic and relief.
His gaze dropped to my baby bump.
Finally–finally–there was some softness in his eyes.
“Are you okay? Is the baby doing alright?”
I gave him a look.
“Mr. Cross, I doubt you came all this way just to talk about the weather and the baby.”
His smile faltered.
Clearly annoyed, but trying to play it cool.
“We may be divorced, but that baby is still a Cross. My family’s blood,”
“Come home. Have the baby. Whatever you want–I’ll give it to you.”
I gave a hollow laugh.
“Are you trying to buy this baby from me?”
“Or are you just hoping to throw in full custody as part of the deal too?”
Evan’s face paled.
Like he’d just realized how that sounded.
“Please, can we stop fighting… just come home.”
Home?
I shook my head, still smiling.
“There’s no home for me anymore, Mr. Cross.
“You’ve got a wife waiting for you, remember?”
“I’m sure you two will have kids of your own.”
“This baby–just think of them as your final act of decency.”
