The Cherished Wife by Chweety

"You're questioning my manhood?" Jordan scoffed. "You said I should come to visit Mom and Dad, and here I am. Don't push your luck, Layla."

Jordan had enough of Layla's drama and turned to head into the hospital. Layla stood there, fuming, and yelled after him, "Don't play dumb, Jordan. You're still hung up on Tania, that little tramp, aren't you? Well, get over it. She's never going to fall for you!" "Layla, just stop, will you?" Jordan said through clenched teeth. "Look at yourself. Do you even remotely act like the refined lady you're supposed to be?" He would not have ended up with her if she had not tricked him in the first place. Layla's face contorted with fury, her hands balled into fists. "I never was that perfect lady, and you know it. So what if Tania is? She still spent over twenty years being treated like an orphan."

"Despicable!"

Jordan threw his hands up in frustration, too tired to keep up with Layla's nonsense. He did not want to make a scene anymore.

Upstairs, Henry had been vigilantly by Nancy's side ever since Peter left. Sean had managed to get a doctor to check on Nancy, and only when they were sure she was stable did Henry allow himself a moment of relief.

"Don't worry. Charles and Peter are on it. Anna will be back before you know it," Sean comforted him.

hope so." Henry let

sigh. Those days, he was plagued by sleepless nights, his dreams a jumble

the precious moments

child being snatched away, lost to

in

creased with concern, and Sean straightened up, glancing toward the door. When Layla appeared, a fierce glint sparked in his eyes. As Layla was about to step into the hospital room, Henry intercepted her.

in the hospital, so Jordan and I thought we'd

deepened.

fine!" His words seemed to freeze Layla in place, her face twisting into a grimace that was more pained

meant to steal

off mid-sentence, "You know in your heart whether you're innocent. I've been nothing but good to you all these years,