Trouble in Paradise by Three Way

The car moved smoothly along the road, and neither Nicholas nor I had any intention of speaking.

It wasn't until the car came to a stop at a red light that the cold expression on Nicholas's face softened slightly. A little girl broke free from her mother's hand and skipped across the street. "Is your child well-behaved?" he suddenly asked.

Your child... Nicholas used the word "your child". My child had nothing to do with him.

My child had inherited depression because of him. Yet, here he was, casually asking me if my child was well-behaved.

Tabitha was very obedient, so much so that she rarely spoke. If Nicholas ever found out about Tabitha's condition, would he still ask me so indifferently whether she was obedient?

I clenched my fists, digging my nails into my palms just to hold back my frustration. I answered calmly, "Mr. Hawk, you'll have your own child someday. There's no need to worry about anyone else's."

I didn't want to discuss Tabitha with him, so I avoided the topic. My words clearly irritated him, his breathing growing heavier.

It had been a while since we last met, and apparently, even his interest in my well-being was a mistake.

"True, you've had a man by your side for three years. It shouldn't be my responsibility to care about the child," Nicholas said before letting out an insincere laugh.

Hawk, you didn't spend those years lonely either. Claudia is now officially Ms. Hawk, making

it seems like you

driving while mulling over my choice

a wife and a sister-had become nothing more than an

me for being upset. He had been too oblivious in the past. But when I refused to give him any chance to explain and left without hesitation, what right did I have to criticize him?

heard his question. Who

I had experienced every moment of it firsthand,

course!" I replied

and taunted,

firm and grow your career, but is such a stubborn and overbearing lawyer really as impressive as

doesn't trust me, there wouldn't be any

face turned completely grim. "Do you think I invited you to

just a small firm. It could never reach someone as high up as you, Mr.

patience left for Nicholas's sarcasticjabs. Even pretending to be polite felt pointless now. "If you

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