Reborn After Dying with My Child

t months pregnant, kneeling in a storm, begging L

essa Wren, in his arms, looking

think I'd fall for a spoiled rich girl like you? If it weren't for g

y life-and my unborn child's-

, I was back on the day I w

for me, smiling as he asked what

itical face and let ou

dn't make the sam

..

heard a new batch of exceptiona

into sauce, then brought it t

ked, frowning slightl

wedding band resting

violently, imposs

go, I had been dyin

the most expensive revolvi

ust tastes a l

ay up my throat, barely managing a fai

don't

ly set his fork

el and carefully wip

hen prepare a fresh

water and took a large sip, using the c

up's Southside bidding project is running tight o

ze, watching

paused for ha

urse w

ked up

the Holloway Group's projects? I've already pe

brushing towar

father's getting older. I'll handle the co

head, avoidi

y died once could see throu

ed guarantee that he used to quietly dra

leaving behind crushing debt-en

g well, head back ear

hand, his tone

oup shares under your name-I'll have the lawyer

ed up

holding a

to the board." He explained patiently, like he was teaching a child who knew nothing. "

d thoug

very dinner that I signed that dea

the Holloway Group-it c

t even trust yo

n expression and

"It's just... business stuff is too complicate

eave it

at his lip

he table sudde

ith his assistant's

ent came up at the co

up his phon

odd

to the balcony and slid

t Grant

he used as a cov

lass of red wine

onto the pristine white tableclot

er, Lucas pushe

ion was sli

ent meeting at the comp

erious?" I asked,

leaned in and placed a hollow kiss on my h

d obedi

even noticing the wine s

fell sile

phone and call

ng for the Southside