Chapter 212

"I'm going to find Stewart."

Rosita's face was tense, her eyes red and swollen, as if she'd been crying

moments before. "Mom, if I don't go now, Ms. Kensington is going to take Stewart from me!"

"What's going on?"

"I'll explain when I get back. Zack, get the car."

Zack hurried off to the garage to bring the car around.

Rosita rushed outside, practically throwing herself into the back seat.

As Lauren watched the car disappear down the drive, she grew increasingly uneasy. She called for a housekeeper to keep an eye on the kids, then hurried back into the house herself.

At the hospital, in Dr. Cedric Clarke's private office.

Stewart stood by the window, a cigarette pinched between his fingers, inhaling silently, one drag after another.

He wasn't much of a smoker-hardly ever, really.

But since he'd walked in, he'd already finished two cigarettes.

And it hadn't even been ten minutes.

strode over, snatched the pack from his hand, and

know you can't

scowled, his cold gaze flicking

Cedric hated that look.

could smoke yourself into a chimney today, but it

short, bitter laugh—a sound closer to a sigh than real

you think I'm a bastard,

I don't care how

and you

narrow eyes lowering. "No wonder she asked me

Cedric frowned. "What question?"

that old church on the coast, she asked me, 'Stewart, do you

that," Cedric replied, puzzled. "But

Hudson," Stewart said, closing his eyes as his voice tightened, "She also lost a

Cedric fell silent.

things easier. Stewart had already

it's better that the baby didn't make it." Stewart's voice turned

you? That was your child! Stewart, if you say anything like that again, I swear, I'm done with

telling the truth." Stewart stared out the window, his eyes as

"Stewart!"

sense into you! That was your own child! Even if you don't love Briony

But Stewart didn't flinch.

mind? That was your

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