Bruce's actions were hard to define as affectionate, restrained, or simply careless. His deep love for Rachel was undeniable, just as Jennifer had harbored her secret feelings for him for over a decade. Bruce's affection for Rachel might have been present since he first understood what love was.
However, that wasn't the issue Kara wanted to address, nor was she interested in blaming Bruce for loving Rachel instead of Jennifer. Jennifer's choices were her own, and Kara wouldn't force Bruce to take responsibility for something that was never promised.
Jennifer had even considered using this opportunity to let go completely. But the unexpected arrival of the child complicated everything.
What Bruce did afterward, however, crossed a line Kara could not forgive.
Even Bruce's apparent support for Harvey seemed tainted by ulterior motives. He claimed Rachel had promised him they'd be together if he stopped being Batman.
But Rachel was Harvey's girlfriend now. How could Bruce justify pining after someone who was in a relationship with the very man he claimed to support?
"Are you trying to play the supportive friend just to get closer to someone else's girlfriend?" Kara asked bitterly. "What happened to basic morals?"
Her words hit Bruce hard, but he remained silent.
Kara didn't stop there. She was furious. "And you're clinging to Rachel, even after all of this? If you're so concerned about having a child, why didn't you have one with Rachel?" She waved her hand dismissively. "Forget it. I'm done. Please don't bother Jennifer or me anymore."
Bruce watched as Kara stormed off, leaving him unable to find the right words to defend himself.
Shortly after, Alfred entered the room and glanced at Bruce, who sat in a disheveled state. "If Miss Jennifer were my daughter, I might have reacted worse than Miss Kara."
He handed Bruce a towel, which he accepted silently.
"Are they gone?" Bruce asked hesitantly, worried that Kara and Jennifer might drive off in a rage like last time.
Alfred shook his head. "They're upstairs. But they've made it clear they don't want you up there. Miss Kara has also informed me that, for now, she has authority over the rooms they occupy as part of helping you."
Bruce sighed. "This is my house."
Alfred's raised brow made Bruce reconsider voicing his complaint further.
Upstairs, Kara found Jennifer on a call. She motioned for Kara to wait a moment.
Jennifer's voice was calm and composed as she spoke into the phone. "Harvey, everything on my end is ready. The court can reconvene whenever you're prepared. We're going to make sure those criminals face justice."
She listened for a moment, then replied, "My injuries? They're nothing, just a few scratches. As for Liu, as long as he's willing to testify, those people won't escape."
After exchanging a few more words, Jennifer hung up and turned to Kara, smiling faintly. "Just some work updates. I also needed to let Harvey know I'm safe. He feels guilty because the people he sent to protect me failed."
Kara approached her friend and hugged her tightly.
Jennifer looked confused. "What's wrong?"
Kara shook her head and muttered, "I think you should consider ending the pregnancy before it goes further. It's only been a month; the damage to your body would be minimal. And after that, we can find you someone better—Clark, maybe."
Jennifer couldn't help but laugh. "Clark? Kara, we've known him since he was a kid! He's like a little brother to me. What's really bothering you?"
Kara looked at her with frustration. "That jerk is still hung up on Rachel! He's making promises to her, thinking of her while you're the one carrying his child. It's disgusting!"
Jennifer sighed and reached out to tuck a strand of Kara's hair behind her ear. "Kara, I've known this from the start. I knew Rachel was the only one in his heart. I was the one who stepped in, knowing full well what that meant."
Kara's expression softened, but her anger didn't fade entirely.
"I've told Bruce that he doesn't owe me anything," Jennifer continued. "It was my choice to be with him. You've said it yourself—I knew what I was getting into. So, what else is there to say?"
Jennifer smiled warmly, a calmness in her demeanor that showed she had already come to terms with everything.
Alfred's voice broke the moment. "It seems the Wayne family may miss out on an heir after all," he said, entering the room with a tray of tea and pastries. His eyes were slightly red, but his tone was polite.
Jennifer gave him a kind smile. "There's no need to apologize, Alfred."
Alfred placed the tray down and sighed. "Miss Jennifer, I've always thought Miss Kara would make an excellent mistress for the Wayne family. But now, I think you might be even more suited."
Jennifer laughed softly. "I don't have such luck, Alfred."
She and Kara exchanged a glance, their bond unshaken. As they raised their cups for a toast, Kara smirked. "Here's to being single again."
Jennifer chuckled. "Wasn't I always single?"
The two women laughed, their resilience shining through the messy situation. Alfred, watching them, could only sigh inwardly.
Bruce Wayne, he thought, had lost the chance to keep either of these extraordinary women by his side.