I waited and waited, but Liam never showed up. When I called him, I realized he had blocked me. My heart sank—was this his way of cutting me off completely? Determined, I walked up to the front desk and asked, "Hi, is Liam in today?"
The new receptionist gave me a polite smile and asked, "Hi and you are...?"
"Mrs. Lancaster," I said with a faint smile.
Her smile became more genuine. "Ma’am, Mr. Lancaster hasn’t come in today."
I was surprised but kept my cool. So, Liam hadn’t come to the office at all.
It had been ten hours since Liam left home and he was nowhere to be found. Today, I had planned a day alone with him, leaving our son at my parent’s place. I never expected this turn of events. I felt relieved in a way; at least our son wasn't witnessing this mess.
I drifted off to sleep in a daze and woke up late the next day. Without hesitating, I grabbed the paternity test report and hurried to Liam’s office. As people streamed out of the building, I spotted Liam right away and my heart raced with anticipation. I quickly got out of the car.