He gaped blankly at the lawyer, then swung his stunned gaze over to me.
"Miscarriage? Who had a miscarriage?"
No one answered his question.
Only the lawyer continued, speaking, "Therefore, our client's claim for property division is completely legally justified."
But Nathaniel Graves couldn't hear a single word after that. The only phrase bouncing around his muddled brain, over and over, was 'miscarriage.'
His eyes flushed red instantly. "You were pregnant… and you miscarried. Why didn't you tell me?"
I glanced at him, and a sharp, mocking smile tugged at my lips. "I wanted to tell you. Too bad I couldn't get a hold of you, could I? Weren't you supposed to be on a business trip in the earthquake zone? Oh right, I tried reaching you the day I miscarried. That was the same day you were
