Inside the luxurious and spacious VIP hospital suite, Rowan had just closed his eyes when Chloe silently started walking toward the door.
Behind him came the same sweet voice as always, though now it carried a trace of coldness.
“Honey, where are you going?”
Rowan paused. Beneath his long lashes, a shadow flickered across his face before he slowly turned around.
“Did I wake you?”
“Yes. The sound of your scheming kept me from sleeping.”
Chloe blinked her wide, sparkling eyes, but the sharp calculation and intelligence ingrained in a wealthy heiress were unmistakable between her brows.
Rowan finally understood that the truth had not been hidden after all. Chloe had known about everything from the very beginning.
She did not only want the child in Wren’s womb dead. She wanted Wren to
