I stepped out of the wardrobe, wiping the tears that had betrayed me only moments ago. Without hesitation, I picked up my phone and dialed.
“I’ll accept the offer abroad.”
…
Exactly thirty minutes had passed, not a second more, not a second less.
Just as Thea Hunter was preparing to leave, Ruslan stopped her abruptly.
Hearing his voice, her face brightened with a mixture of hope and delight.
“Mr. Wyatt, are you reluctant to let me go?”
But his response was far from what she had anticipated. He frowned, gesturing toward a lacy piece of underwear wedged in the sofa cushions.
“Take that with you. Don’t let Aurelle find out,” he said curtly.
Thea’s expression soured instantly, her excitement giving way to irritation. She pouted, her tone laced with annoyance.
“Wow, so I’m nothing more than a tool for your pleasure? Poor baby in my belly, suffering alongside me…”
The mention of pregnancy made Ruslan freeze, his entire demeanor shifting. His eyes widened with disbelief, a spark of joy breaking through his usually composed exterior.
“You… you’re pregnant?” he asked, his voice trembling slightly.
Slowly, he placed a tentative hand over her stomach, his expression a mix of wonder and elation.