Chapter 102

Blake’s POV

“Where would you like to go later?” I asked, sitting at Laurel’s bedside with a bowl of porridge, I blew on it gently watching her pale face against the stark white pillows.

“I want to go out for some fresh air,” Laurel said weakly, barely above a whisper. The morning light on her face highlighted her fragility.

She opened her mouth as I offered her a spoonful.

“It’s hot,” she complained, brow furrowing.

“Is it?” I tested a drop on my hand. “Doesn’t seem hot to me.”

“But it feels hot in my mouth,” Laurel pouted. “Try it yourself and you’ll see.”

“Don’t be silly,” I said, tapping her forehead lightly.

Our relationship was no longer that of boyfriend and girlfriend–it couldn’t be. This kind of intimate yet ambiguous indirect kiss was inappropriate, especially now with all the online criticism directed at us. The last thing we needed was to

add fuel to the fire.

“I was just trying to lighten the mood,” she said, looking disappointed when I didn’t play along. “You’re so serious today, Blake darling.”

“That won’t happen. Just eat,” I said, holding back what I really wanted to say. Her supposed illness made me cautious with

my words.

At this moment, the door burst open, letting in a rush of cold air. “Blake!”

“Something’s happened!” Felix Thompson stood in the doorway, face tight with urgency.

“What is it?” I frowned at the interruption.

wrong with you?” Laurel looked annoyed. “Barging in and shouting this early? You scared me!

He’s in the ICU!” Felix took a breath. “The doctors told me

instantly. A cold dread washed

you seen what’s online?” Felix pulled out his phone. “Look at

stared at the screen

social media. The posts claimed the child wasn’t

its worst.

been upset by yesterday’s news? I’d even

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this?

her miscarriage by accident Id learned later the

me again. I hadn’t known about her pregnancy soon enough. I hadn’t been there when she needed me. My negligence. I couldn’t swallow my pride to apologize properly. I’d asked my mother to

toward me, showing concern while trying

creating distance between us, yet

true? So Mrs. Sinclair’s child… wasn’t yours?” Her eyes widened as she

sighed. “She’s gentle and kind, surely

unless…”

tone subtly suggested negative implications about

listen to this garbage,” I cut her off, handing the phone

left to find you,” Felix said,

I need to go. The porridge has cooled – you can

Laurel bit her lip, starting to get out

Felix said coldly. “Blake should go alone. You’ll

quick. I care about William too, I-” Laurel’s face went pale mid–sentence. She bit

quivering.

Seeing you would

glance at Laurel. “Rest. I’ll be

followed Felix out and toward the elevators. My mind raced with worry for Grandfather and

approached, I saw Audrey standing

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