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The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 260

She didn’t see anyone in the hallway, so she carefully cracked the door open.

“Ta-da!”

Lorinda poked her head in, grinning and holding up two ice cream cups. “Craving something sweet?”

“What are you doing here?” Catherine opened the door all the way, taking the ice cream with a surprised smile. “Didn’t you say I shouldn’t be eating this?”

“You can’t have too much, but a little treat won’t hurt.” Lorinda stepped inside and grabbed Catherine’s suitcase. “You’re pregnant. Like I’d let you pack alone. Come on, I’m taking you home.”

She nodded at Catherine’s shoes, so Catherine slipped them on and followed her downstairs, ice cream in hand.

She ate it slowly, savoring the cold, creamy sweetness as it melted in her mouth. Her eyes closed in total bliss.

“I took a nap with Jasper, so I’m full of energy. Want to grab lunch somewhere?” Lorinda asked, stashing the suitcase in the trunk.

Catherine popped open Lorinda’s ice cream and held the spoon up to her friend’s mouth. “Maybe not. If Jasper doesn’t see you, he’s going to throw a fit.”

“The nanny’s got him in the car.” Lorinda glanced at the back seat.

Through the window, Catherine couldn’t make out much, just a faint blur of movement inside.

“Let’s finish these before we get in, or my son will get jealous.” Lorinda took her ice cream and started eating in big bites.

Catherine sped up too. “Where are we headed?”

“A new place just opened near my apartment. The vibe is nice. Let’s check it out.” Lorinda gave her a sideways glance. “Once we leave, we won’t get to have food like this again.”

The mention of leaving made Catherine’s stomach twist. Lance still hadn’t gotten back to her. Almost a week had passed.

Just as she was thinking about him, her phone rang.

Lance.

Catherine handed her ice cream to Lorinda and put a finger to her lips.

“Lance,” she said, answering the call. Her posture straightened automatically.

There was silence on the other end.

“And then he hung up,” Catherine said, still confused.

Lorinda looked shocked. “You told him you were out. If you’d said you were home, would he have come over?”

Catherine shook her head again. “No way. If he needed something, he’d just call.”

There was really no need for them to meet in person anymore. Unless her transfer was confirmed and she had to go to the office to wrap things up. If that happened, she’d say goodbye to Lance out of basic courtesy, as her boss.

The sudden call was still nagging at her, but she put her phone away and reached for her ice cream.

Only then did she realize Lorinda was holding two empty cups.

“You finished mine too!”

Lorinda handed her the empty cup. “There’s still a little left. Want to lick it?”

Catherine ignored her, climbed into the car, and settled into her seat. She turned around, about to tease Jasper, but as her gaze drifted past the window, she spotted a familiar figure outside. Her heart skipped a beat.

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