Love’s Cunning Ruse

Chapter 189

Julie realized she shouldn’t pry into what Kieran was hiding from her because the answer might give her insomnia tonight. So she decided to ask the question she’d always wanted to know.

“So, if Ivan survived, how’s Bertha Stewart’s kid?”

She’d always wanted to know the answer to this but never had the nerve to ask. After all, Bertha’s child was Lucian’s only kid, and Kieran had once said that he’d treat the child as his own. So, if the kid hadn’t survived, it would have been a deep blow to Kieran too.

Kieran had been waiting for Julie to ask this question because that kid was like a thorn in her heart. Only if she asked him directly would he tell her the answer without hesitation.

He pulled out his phone, opened his photo album, and found a picture to show Julie.

In the picture, there was a little boy wearing a black hoodie. He was as tall as Ivan, sitting on a floor full of puzzles, staring blankly at Animal Planet on TV. His long eyelashes shadowed a pair of deep black eyes that seemed melancholic beyond his years.

“Phoebe Hernandez.” He said.

“Phoebe.” Julie repeated softly, her fingers gently tracing the child’s picture, seemingly lost in thought.

He knew she was pondering why Bertha named the child Phoebe.

Then it dawned on Julie. “Where is the kid now?”

Bertha had committed suicide by jumping off a building. The cause of her death was still under investigation. Lucian was a dangerous man and was incapable of taking care of a child. If the kid wasn’t with Kieran, where could he be?

“Switzerland.” Kieran said, “Bertha wanted Phoebe to be with Camilla Stewart. Phoebe was sent to Switzerland right after she was born.”

Camilla was Bertha’s sister, or, in other words, Phoebe’s aunt. It made sense for Bertha to decide to let Camilla take care of Phoebe.

Whenever Julie thought of Phoebe, she thought of Lucian.

“You still haven’t found Lucian?” She asked with worry.

While looking at Julie’s frowning face, Kieran gently stroked her cheek but eventually shook his head. All he could say to her was, “I’ll let you know the moment there’s any news about Lucian.”

“Promise you’re not lying to me?”

“I promise.”

gesture, Kieran still hooked his pinky with hers. “You know, you can’t always

words in bed.”

laughed, pulling back her hand with a smile on her face. “All I know is that if a man lies to a woman in her bed, it might be easier for him to land on the moon than get

arms as he playfully raised an eyebrow. “I suddenly remembered a

asked casually as she played with

mother of

Julie could figure out what he meant, he said, “Why don’t you test me? After you’ve recovered from your ordeal, I’ll prove to you whether or not I’ve cheated on you physically. What do you say?”.

room fell silent.

hand, pointing to the heavy rain outside. That was a unique

seemed to ask, ‘It’s raining, so

Julie was staring at him, she randomly grabbed her phone from the bedside table, found Daphne’s number, and said, “It’s pouring heavily outside, and Daphne might not have an umbrella. I wonder if she’s reached home. I

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Daphne’s number with a

times before it was answered.

are you home yet?” She asked

of her mouth. “I’m home; I’ve been home; stop worrying about me and rest well. I’ll pick you up from

without waiting for Julie’s response.

had started raining when she left

when she walked out of the hospital door. Julie’s sudden kidnapping that day had left her in a hurry to reach the old factory

she was debating whether to go back and ask Mr. Hernandez for a favor when a black Passat suddenly stopped in front of her. Daphne hadn’t seen this car before, so she curiously stared into the dark window, only for it to be

the driver’s seat. Who else could it be

pretending not to see the man in the car.

had no intention of letting her escape like that and swerved the

she composed herself, pretending as if nothing had happened, and continued to walk in

to avoid him, Mr. Lionel was not in a hurry. He just drove his car, following Daphne

person and a car slowly moving forward on

that if she didn’t get in the car, this patient man would follow her all the way

her single apartment. So Daphne just kept on pretending that she had no idea

disaster

her apartment door looking like a drowned rat, and only when she was about to dig for

bag was still at

car window again and looked at the woman standing at the apartment door with a troubled face, “Did you leave your keys at my place? Daphne, you’re really lucky that I happened to drive by, or else you might