Chapter 86

"Have you heard of Irwin?" Rosita asked, her voice as innocent as ever. "He's the son Stewart and I had five years ago. Back then, my career was taking off, and Stewart didn't want me to lose momentum because of a baby-so this was the solution we came up with."

She looked at Ms. Hudson, wide-eyed and guileless. "Ms. Hudson, you've really misunderstood me. I'm not the other woman. Stewart and I grew up together— we've loved each other for years. Your daughter? She's not the wife, not really. She's just someone we asked to raise our child for us. Nothing more than a caretaker."

Julia stared at Rosita, eyes wide in disbelief.

"This can't be..." Julia shook her head, her voice trembling. "I don't believe you. Bryn would never be that foolish! If she was just taking care of your child, then why would she..."

Why would she let herself get pregnant?

Her Bryn couldn't be that naïve.

Clutching her aching chest, Julia struggled to breathe. “No. I don't believe it. I need to go home and talk to Bryn..."

She turned and stumbled toward the door.

"Ms. Hudson." Rosita darted forward and caught Julia's arm. "Don't rush off just yet. There's something else you should know."

shake her off, but Rosita held on tight, leaning in to whisper in Julia's

Julia froze mid-struggle.

eyes widened in horror. "Let me introduce myself properly. My name is Rosita.

by lightning. All

she pointed at Rosita. "You're

one from yesterday, showing Briony kneeling at the Kensingtons' front

herself be

gaze drifted to the phone, where the video played: Briony forced to

felt as if her heart were being ripped apart. She couldn't watch another second. Turning blindly, she staggered out of the

time Stewart returned from his phone call, Julia was

at the holiday gift basket on the table, frowned, and turned

up at Stewart and

and Ms. Kensington, but she wouldn't listen. She

nodded and said nothing

the law office was silent. Julia didn't say a

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