"I knew you were the best!" Felicity immediately beamed, her voice sweet and coquettish. "Don't worry, this is definitely the last time. Once this is over, we can settle down and raise our son together."
"Yeah," Alaric replied perfunctorily before hanging up, his face lined with exhaustion and despair.
He knew he was playing with fire, but he felt he had no choice. Initially, he truly had been seduced by the allure of a young woman's body.
Furthermore, Sienna was just a daughter.
His wife was older and had gone through menopause years ago. Though he never voiced it, he had always desperately craved a son.
When a young, beautiful girl offered to be with him and actually got pregnant, how could he possibly resist?
Only later did he discover she was Felicity, the youngest daughter of the powerful Foster family.
He couldn't afford to lose this son, nor could he allow their scandalous affair to come to light.
Pocketing his phone, Alaric walked out of his room and into the living room.
Elara was just walking out of the kitchen, carrying plates of food to the dining table.
When she saw him, there was no trace of a smile on her face. Her tone was cold and distinctly distant. "Done with your call? Come eat. The food is getting cold."
He could feel her frosty demeanor.
He knew she had likely sensed something was off, or perhaps she was just resentful of his recent behavior.


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