The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 878

But he quickly rationalized it. He had been drowning in corporate warfare; he physically hadn't had the time.

With that logic, his confidence surged back.

Naturally, he wasn't going to tell Tamara that her husband had been in the hospital. Instead, he spun a story about an urgent business trip to a neighboring province that would keep him away for a while.

His tone was casual, treating the whole thing as a minor inconvenience. "And as for Milford, we had an emergency with a new project out of state, so I flew him out to handle it."

"The project is just getting off the ground, and he's completely slammed. It's totally normal that his phone is off while he's putting out fires."

"Once he gets things stabilized, he'll be back."

Tamara knew he was lying to her face, but she didn't have a shred of proof.

His story was perfectly plausible, but every instinct she had screamed that something was deeply wrong.

She frowned slightly, her eyes narrowing with suspicion. "Really?"

"Because when Mom left, she looked absolutely devastated..."

"Oh, come on, that's just how married couples fight!"

He cut her off, his patience wearing dangerously thin from the interrogation. "Look, your only job right now is to stay relaxed and focus on the baby. Stop stressing over these little things."

"By the time the baby is born, your mom will be over her tantrum, Milford will be done with his project, and we'll all be together again."

Checking his watch, he faked a look of sudden urgency. "Alright, I have to get to the office. Massive meeting today. You just relax at home. If you need anything, tell the nanny. Buy whatever you want, don't worry about the cost."

Without giving her a chance to reply, he grabbed his briefcase and power-walked toward the door.

He was out of the house before she could even take a breath.

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