Isla stared at the man whom she had not seen for months. He looked the same as the day she got married to him, though his peerless appearance was not any of her concern.
He took the initiative to visit her in the pavilion, which meant he needed something from her.
'What could it be?' Isla wondered.
As she pondered about the duke's behavior, her hand unconsciously went to her small bulging belly, and she began to rub it. This had become her habit anytime she was lost in thoughts.
'Baby,' She looked down with a small smile as if greeting the unborn child. Then, as though lightning suddenly struck her mind, she stilled and recalled an event of the past that she had forgotten.
'Baby..' She was not thinking about her precious child but another child...annalise's child...the male lead of the novel.
This should be around the time that her husband unexpectedly discovered the existence of his second child...no...his first child as the male lead was three weeks older than her own child.
