She ignored his frantic knock as she walked to the centerpiece table where she had dropped her phone as soon as she arrived from the hospital.
One of the rules that she and Adam had was that they would never discuss important details over the phone. Always face-to-face. That was why she waited till their anniversary to tell him about the pregnancy-now-turned miscarriage.
He picked on the first ring. “Hello?”
“Adam—”
He cut her short. “Did you get my gift?”
“I got more than your gift.”
“Mrs Lamont. Happy Anniversary.” She heard Frances’ voice from the other end of the line.
Her anger doubled. So, he was with Frances on the night of their anniversary. And he had her private call on loudspeaker. Now she was sure where his loyalty lay.
It made her next words so much easier. “Adam, I want a divorce.”
There was a gasp from the other end of the phone as Frances, her husband's secretary spoke. “Oh no. It's my fault the last flower and the card got delayed. Don't take it out on Mr. Lamont.”
Jade held the phone tight. As tight as she had held her stomach when she started bleeding that morning.