Hans stared at Violette through the reflection in the dressing table mirror, sensing Irene's unusual change. He had felt it since Irene moved into their house. He thought it was because Violette didn't like Damien being close to his biological mother.
Violette stared back calmly, trying not to appear cold in front of him.
"Don't be too angry with Damien for being close to his mother. We have to raise him because he is the heir to the Lombardi family since we cannot have children."
"Hm," Violette replied indifferently.
"If only you could have..." Hans stopped himself before he finished the sentence that would hurt Violette.
They had been childless for fifteen years. Hans had never made an issue of it because Violette was the daughter of the Renault family. Their marriage was intended to maintain the alliance between the two powerful mafia families.
"Don't give up, we'll try again," Hans whispered in Violette's ear.
Violette's body tensed as Hans' lips kissed the corner of her mouth and his hand pulled down her nightgown. She immediately pushed Hans' hand away before he could see the scar on her chest.
"What's wrong?"
"I'm not feeling well. I got my period today," Violette said coldly.