HE LIFTED THE BLANKET EXPECTING TO FIND PROOF HIS PREGNANT WIFE HAD BETRAYED HIM

stared at Lucas as though he were no longer her son.

“She has turned you against your blood.”

Lucas leaned closer.

“No. You finally showed me what my blood is.”

For a moment, pain crossed Margaret’s face.

It almost worked.

Once, that expression would have softened him. Once, he would have remembered being eight years old outside his father’s study while continue reading …