Chapter 4

“I wasn’t feeling well, so I came home early to rest. I forgot to tell you.”

Perhaps I had spent so long living beside a liar that I had finally learned how to lie without changing my expression.

Fear still lingered on Logan’s face as he climbed into bed and wrapped his arms tightly around me, as if he were terrified I might disappear.

“Next time, you have to tell me where you’re going, baby. I was worried sick.”

His embrace tightened.

“If you ever went missing, I’d search every inch of this city until I found you.”

I closed my eyes and said nothing.

Because in three days, no matter how hard he searched, he would never find me again.

The next morning, perhaps out of guilt over the night before, Logan had an entire jewelry set delivered to the house.

“Last night was my fault, baby. Please don’t be mad at me.”

I glanced at the jewelry, set it aside, and handed him another box.

“I’m not angry.”

I pushed the box into his hands.

“This is the anniversary gift I prepared for you. Don’t open it until two days from now.”

Originally, I had commissioned a designer overseas to create a custom brooch for our anniversary.

But the day I discovered Logan’s affair, I threw the brooch away.

Instead, I removed the wedding ring I had never once taken off and placed it inside the box.

It would be the only thing I left behind for him.

Logan accepted the box, curiosity filling his eyes.

“But our anniversary was yesterday. Why do I have to wait another two days?”

I smiled.

“Because there’s a special surprise inside. It won’t mean anything unless you open it then.”

Expectation lit up his face.

“All right. I promise I’ll listen to you and wait two days.”

The moment he finished speaking, the doorbell rang.

When the door opened, Angela stood outside with tears streaming down her face.

Panic flashed across Logan’s expression.

He recovered almost instantly, took Angela by the arm, and led her toward the backyard.

“Baby, Assistant Angela needs to discuss something urgent with me. We’ll talk in the garden so we don’t interrupt your breakfast.”

I walked to a second-floor window and looked down just in time to see Angela throw herself into Logan’s arms.

But Logan tore her away, fury written across his face.

“Are you out of your mind?”

His voice was low but vicious.

“I told you never to come to my house. If Arissa finds out about us, you’ll answer to me.”

At his outburst, Angela’s tears fell even faster.

She pulled a medical report from her purse and held it out to him.

“I know I shouldn’t have come here, but…”

Her voice trembled.

“I’m pregnant.”

“The doctor said what we did last night was too intense, and now the pregnancy is at risk. I was scared.”

She looked up at him helplessly.

“Mr. Miranda, our baby will be okay, won’t it? This is our first child.”

My entire body went rigid.

For a moment, I couldn’t draw a full breath.

Angela was pregnant?

When Logan and I first married, we had discussed whether we wanted children.

He told me that a child would take our attention away from each other.

He said he wanted our marriage to hold all our love, undivided.

He didn’t want children because he wanted only me.

Back then, I had been so moved by his devotion that I agreed without hesitation.

Only now did I understand.

Logan might not have wanted a child with me.

But that hadn’t stopped him from getting another woman pregnant.

At first, shock crossed his face.

Then he read the medical report, and the tension in his brow immediately eased.

“You’re nine weeks pregnant?”

His voice softened.

“You need to take better care of yourself this early.”

He handed the report back to her.

“Go wait in the car. I’ll take you to the hospital for another examination right away.”

His gaze dropped to her stomach.

“I won’t let anything happen to our baby.”

Only then did Angela smile through her tears.

She leaned forward and kissed him.

Logan’s eyes darkened.

He gripped the back of her head and took control of the kiss.

They kissed as if neither of them could get enough.

Angela’s arms slipped around his neck.

Only then did Logan force himself to pull away.

When he spoke, his voice had turned rough.