“Don’t say anything now,” she stopped him gently. “Go back to the living room. Alexey was just about to leave, we’ll drink some champagne and… talk.”
Andrey nodded automatically and exited the nursery. In the living room, Alexey was already packing.
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“Happy anniversary,” he murmured, shaking hands with Andrey, who was still astonished. “And a happy new addition to the family. “Your wife is an incredible woman.”
“Yes,” Andrey said hoarsely. “Thank you.”
When the designer left, Marina returned to the living room with two glasses. One contained champagne, the other something that looked like juice.
“To us?” she handed Andrey a glass of champagne.
He took it, but was unable to raise it for a toast.
– Marina, I need to say something.
“I know,” she answered calmly. “About Vika, your relationship, about you wanting to leave.”
Andrey looked at her in surprise.
– Where…?
– Your phone di:ed before you left, remember? You took my old one to call a taxi. You logged in with your ID and didn’t come out, – Marina put her glass on the table. – All your messages came to me. Every single one, Andrey.