Because Dennis was still technically in heat, he had been brought to a private ward. But even though the room had been brightened up by the flowers and the baskets of fruits, it still gave off a sense of desolation.
Kade couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but then he heard Arden ask, “Has anyone from your family come by to take care of you? At least bring you some of your things?”
Dennis looked sad as he shook his head. “I haven’t been in contact with my family for some time now.”
“…Because your husband had cut you off from them,” Arden replied, quite sure of this point.
Dennis averted his gaze in shame and nodded. “I think he was paranoid that I wouldn’t return, so he kept coming up with reasons not to let me visit them. They live hours away in another city, and I’d had to give them
