Page 41 of Unfaithful

I probably did.

And then, suddenly, she blurted out a question that made my heart stop for a second.

"Are you going to marry my daughter?"

Stunned, I sat there in silence for a moment before finally shaking my head. "No."

Her expression darkened. "Why? She's giving birth to your child!" Her tone rose, sharp and accusing.

I glanced around. Luckily, we were the only two people in the waiting room.

This small hospital in a town I'd never even heard of before. A place so out of the way that I had to leave my car at the train station and take a two-hour train ride just to get here.

"I have a wife." I told her the truth.

The truth. Only the truth.

From this fucking day on.

"Do you have a child with her?"

My nose flared in frustration as I shook my head. "No."

Her hands flew into the air, exasperated. "Then divorce her and marry Elsa!"

Fuck. Who was this woman to tell me what to do with my life?

"That's not what Elsa and I had agreed on." I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees, trying to control myself. "And frankly, I don't see the need to discuss this with you."

"I am her mother!" she bristled.

"And that means absolute shit to me," I shot back.

"You have a responsibility to take care of Elsa and the child!"

"Which is exactly what I'm doing. I've already set her up with a house and a monthly allowance. I'll be in my child's life in every way I can."

"I don't see how that's going to work," she insisted. "I don't understand why you won't just divorce your wife and settle down with Elsa. You're obviously attracted to her—otherwise, you wouldn't have been with her in the first place."

A mistake I was going to fucking regret for the rest of my life.

"She knew from the start that I would never leave my wife. We agreed on that."

"You're so damn stupid to think that!" she snapped. "Elsa can easily take the child away from you. You're not her husband."

Like mother, like daughter, it seemed.

"She can fucking try," I bit out, clenching my jaw. "And see what I'll do."

She huffed and turned her gaze to the side.

"Why is she here?" I asked Kim, my voice tight. "It was too risky for her to travel."

Her glare snapped back to me, burning even hotter than before. "She said she was afraid and alone. That you left her."

My brows lifted. "So, you knew about me all along?"

Kim scoffed as if the question itself was ridiculous. "Of course."

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