At the amusement park, Preston held Chicago’s hand on one side, Savannah on the other—the three looking like a perfect happy family.
Sydney’s gaze darkened instantly, fists clenching so tightly her knuckles turned white.
Before Julien died, his greatest wish had been for Preston to take him to the amusement park. But the poor boy had never gotten that chance.
Not even on his birthday did Preston show up. They waited day and night for him, but he never came.
He said he was busy with work. But Sydney knew too well that was just an excuse!
Three whole years, he spared not a single day for Julien, yet the moment Savannah returned to New York, he immediately whisked her and Chicago off to the amusement park.
Sydney threw back the covers and tried to stand.
The nurse grew worried. “Hey, you can’t leave yet! You’re heavily injured and pregnant! If you must be discharged, your family has to come get you.”
Family?
A bitter laugh escaped Sydney’s lips. The Adelsons had always treated her like a tool. And her husband…
Ever since Savannah and her son returned, Preston had probably already forgotten his wife existed.
The moment she stepped through the villa’s door, her blood boiled.