"What are you doing?" His tone dripped with accusation, each word sharp enough to cut. "Why are you buying all this?"
My heart raced like it was about to leap out of my throat. My secret, my child—it felt like his piercing gaze might unravel everything. Panic bubbled up inside me, but I couldn't let it show. I forced myself to meet his eyes, curving my lips into a cold, humorless smile.
"You can see for yourself, can't you?" I gestured to the cart filled with baby clothes. "The orphanage has taken in some newborn pups recently. They need these."
I deliberately mentioned the orphanage, the same one Silvia used to parade her so-called "kindness." The words were meant to sting. After all, it had always been me who spearheaded the charity work there.
Sure enough, Brian's face dar
