Resurrection by Wendy Million

Author:Wendy Million
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romantic suspense, star-crossed lovers, second chance romance, bad boy, alpha males
Publisher: Champagne Book Group
Published: 2020-06-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Three

Finn

Color leaves her cheeks in a rush, making her washed out, too pale. My head and my heart war over whether to go to her. Before I do anything else tonight, I need the truth.

“I drank that night. Do you honestly think I would have been drinking if I was aware I was pregnant?”

I search her face, checking for any sign she might be lying. “So you found out...”

“When I woke up from surgery.” Her gaze connects with mine across the divide before slipping away. “I never had the chance to tell you.”

“In the hallway, when I spoke to Charles, when he warned me off...”

“He knew, yeah. My father.” She secures a stray strand of hair into her braid. “He’s always had these misguided ideas about what’s best for me. I’m not sure he’s ever understood me.”

“Seems he still doesn’t,” I say as she brushes a few more tears from her cheeks.

I clench my hands and shove them into my pockets. My chest aches with longing, with the desire to go to her, comfort her. Touching her is a bad idea. Too much will spill out. The words are there, but they won’t help either of us.

“Tweedledum and Tweedle-dee are conspiring against you.”

Carys sighs and toys with the glass on the table beside her. “Yeah. I just don’t know why.”

“You understand what they’re up to?” I narrow my eyes.

She gives an unsteady laugh and points at me. “Okay. I don’t have that information either. They aren’t being honest with me.” She smooths both hands over her face. “What did you hear?”

“Some sort of PLA involvement. Eric knows something about Valeriya’s death. The conclusion of their plan comes down the pipe in a month.” I don’t tell her he’s sure he can get her back. That seed won’t be planted by me.

Carys frowns and rubs her forehead. “A month?” She massages as though she can conjure unknown details from her memory. “I can’t remember something the company is doing that’ll be concluded in a month.”

One side of my lips quirks up. “Hence the conspiracy.”

She’s stopped crying, thankfully. I’m not sure how much longer my willpower would have held out if those silent tears had continued. Each one shred the bit of heart still beating in my chest. Men have begged me for their lives, and I’ve felt nothing. But her sadness burns through me, leaves a scar.

I clench my hands.

“Neither of them would hurt me on purpose,” she says.

The sound of Eric’s grating laugh as he mentioned Carys’s first miscarriage—our miscarriage—echoes in my ears. He cheated, lied, shown her who he is, but she doesn’t want to see it. “Eric is a dick. You’re wrong about him. He doesn’t give a shit if you get hurt.”

“He can be misguided. So can my father.” She shrugs and doesn’t look at me. “They’re men.”

Her comment sets me off. “I don’t understand what that fucking means.” She’s constantly lumping me in with them, and I don’t deserve it. I leave my corner of the room and saunter closer to her.

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