Under the Veil I Rule novel Chapter 201

The next morning, Amara had been planning to order something to eat, but Will beat her to it, bringing over enough food for two. So, she sat down with Finnian to share the meal.

Today, Amara decided to take a break from the shooting set. She wanted to avoid giving Finnian any excuse to accuse her of neglecting him, which he might use as leverage to stall their divorce.

Determined not to give Finnian any ammunition, she stayed in the hospital room all day. If Finnian needed something, she was right there to help. Otherwise, she busied herself with a book.

By afternoon, Liliana made an unexpected appearance.

She entered with a folder in her hands. She nodded at Amara in a casual greeting before walking over to Finnian, her face lighting up with excitement. "Finn, I had my prenatal checkup today."

The words "prenatal checkup" hung in the air, freezing the room for a moment.

Truth be told, since yesterday, it had mostly been just Amara and Finnian in the room. And Finnian had insisted Amara stay as the role of his wife. The events of last night had added an unspoken ambiguity between them.

But Liliana's presence and her news about the prenatal checkup shattered that atmosphere, leaving the room feeling heavy and suffocating.

Unfazed, Liliana continued, "The baby's doing perfectly well. He’s going to be born healthy and strong. Finn, take a look."

She pulled out some documents from the folder and handed them to Finnian.

Eyes downcast, Finnian took a few seconds before accepting the papers, scanning them carefully. Finnian sat on the hospital bed, bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun, which softened his usual demeanor.

Liliana gently caressed her still-flat belly, her face adorned with a gentle smile. The atmosphere between them was so harmonious and natural that it seemed almost intrusive to interrupt.

But even caregivers got paid, she thought suddenly, recalling the card Finnian had given her. She needed to check how much it held.

Turning abruptly, she marched off. Liliana blinked in surprise, calling after her, "Where are you going?"

"That’s none of your business."

Amara didn’t know why Liliana had sought her out, but she certainly didn’t owe her any conversation. With a curt reply, she walked away, leaving Liliana to watch her go silently, a shadow crossing her face.

Soon, Amara found herself at a nearby bank branch. She slid the card into the ATM, navigated through the options, and stared in disbelief at the screen displaying a balance of four million dollars.