"The doctor said you need rest and observation. Stay here. I'll go."
I sighed in relief. At least he wasn't backing out. But I was too anxious to stay put.
If Mrs. Wilson actually went through with a paternity test and found out Simon wasn't Emile's biological son, she would throw him away like garbage.
The way she spat the word bastard at him still burned in my memory.
"No. I need to see Simon with my own eyes before I can be at ease."
"I'm here. I'll bring our son home."
Emile pressed firmly on my shoulders, holding me in place as Buck dragged the driver away.
My mind went blank. For a moment, I thought I had misheard.
Our son?
I stared at Emile in shock. "What... what did you just say?"
His gaze turned serious. "I meant that I'm willing to treat Simon as our son and protect bo
