Roman stood frozen in the middle of his study like he hadn’t heard Davin right.
“What do you mean she’s getting rid of the baby?” He asked sternly.
“I did what you asked. I followed her without being noticed. She went to an abortion clinic. Apparently, she had scheduled a procedure—“
Roman didn’t wait for any more information. He stumbled on his feet, barely grabbing his keys.
His footsteps echoed through the house, alerting anyone who was nearby.
He pushed open the front door with a loud thud.
Salima looked back, startled from her yoga session.
“Roman?” She arched her brow. “What is going on?”
“Not now Mom.” He yelled, opening the door of his car.
The car tyres screeched as he drove out of his estate, horns blaring through the busy road.
Roman’s knuckles turned white against
