Evelyn's POV: Seven Months Later
Dante stared at my stomach for a long time.
Adrian helped me sit down, placed a glass of warm water beside me, then stepped back.
"We've been divorced for 30 weeks," I said. "I'm 18 weeks pregnant."
Adrian set a copy of my prenatal report on the table.
Dante kept shaking his head.
"Bianca lied to me. Nothing happened between us. I can marry you again right now."
"Dante, the judge asked you twice." I looked at him. "For 45 days after you filed for divorce and for the 210 days after that, you could have changed your mind every single day. You didn't."
"That was a mistake due to those five nights."
"When the five nights ended, you chose six more weeks. When the six weeks ended, you kept choosing her until seven months had passed."
"I remembered that
