Chapter 4

“I wasn’t feeling well.”

“So I came back early to rest.”

“I forgot to tell you.”

Perhaps I had lived surrounded by lies for too long.

Perhaps I had learned from Logan.

Because now, I could say a lie with the same calm expression and steady voice he used every day.

A trace of panic flashed across Logan’s face.

He walked over quickly.

Then he pulled me into his arms.

As if he was afraid I would disappear.

“Baby.”

“Next time, you have to tell me where you’re going.”

“Do you know how scared I was when I couldn’t find you?”

“Even if I had to search the entire city, I would find you.”

I closed my eyes.

I didn’t answer.

Because in three days.

No matter how powerful the Miranda syndicate was.

He would never find me again.

The next morning.

Perhaps because he felt guilty about leaving me alone on our anniversary night.

Logan sent someone to deliver a set of rare jewelry.

“Baby.”

“Yesterday was my fault.”

“Don’t be angry with me.”

I looked at the expensive jewelry.

Then calmly placed it aside.

Instead, I picked up a small black box.

And handed it to him.

“I’m not angry.”

“This is my anniversary gift for you.”

“But don’t open it until two days later.”

Originally.

I had commissioned a custom-made family crest brooch from an overseas designer.

A symbol that represented the Miranda name.

A symbol I wanted to give Logan as the beginning of our future.

But after I discovered his betrayal.

I threw it away.

The only thing left inside the box…

Was the wedding ring I had worn for five years.

The ring I once promised I would never remove.

Now.

It would become the final thing I left behind.

A trace of the woman who loved him.

Logan looked at the box curiously.

“Baby.”

“Yesterday was our anniversary.”

“Why do I have to wait two more days?”

I smiled faintly.

“Because there’s a special surprise inside.”

“It only has meaning if you open it at the right time.”

A hint of warmth appeared in his eyes.

“Alright.”

“I’ll listen to you.”

“I’ll open it in two days.”

Before I could respond.

The doorbell rang.

When I opened the door.

Angela stood outside.

Her eyes were filled with tears.

Her face looked pale and fragile.

The moment Logan saw her.

A flash of panic crossed his expression.

He immediately walked over.

Grabbed her arm.

And pulled her toward the back garden.

“Baby.”

“Angela has something urgent to discuss.”

“We’ll talk outside.”

“I don’t want it to disturb breakfast.”

I stood upstairs.

Looking down through the window.

I watched everything.

Angela suddenly threw herself into Logan’s arms.

But this time.

Logan did not comfort her.

Instead, he pushed her away.

His expression turned cold.

“Are you crazy?”

“I told you never to come here.”

“If Arissa finds out about us…”

“I won’t forgive you.”

His voice carried anger.

But it wasn’t because she betrayed me.

It was because she threatened his secret.

Angela’s tears fell even faster.

Her hands trembled as she took out a folded medical report from her bag.

Then she pushed it into his hands.

“I know I shouldn’t have come.”

“But…”

“I have no other choice.”

Her voice broke.

“I’m pregnant.”

The world seemed to stop.

My fingers tightened around the window frame.

Pregnant?

Angela was pregnant?

I couldn’t hear anything else.

Only those two words.

Pregnant.

When Logan and I first married.

We talked about having children.

But he told me he didn’t want anyone else to divide our love.

He said our marriage should remain pure.

That we should only belong to each other.

I believed him.

I thought it was because he loved me too much.

So I agreed.

But now I understood.

His refusal to have children…

Was only for me.

It never stopped him from giving another woman a child.

A flash of shock appeared on Logan’s face.

But when he looked down at the report.

His expression slowly softened.

“Eight weeks.”

“The pregnancy is still unstable.”

“You need to rest carefully.”

“Wait in the car.”

“I’ll take you back to the private hospital for another examination.”

“I won’t let anything happen to the child.”

Angela’s tears disappeared instantly.

A bright smile appeared on her face.

She stood on her toes.

And kissed him.

Logan froze for a moment.

Then his eyes darkened.

He pulled her closer.

Returning the kiss.

The two of them held each other like they belonged together.

Like they had never betrayed anyone.

Like there was no wife watching them from the window above.

After a long moment.

Logan finally pushed her away slightly.

His voice was low.

Rough.

“Angela…”