Simon brushed off his concerns, assuring himself with a quiet, "She'll be back in no time."
Nate barely grunted in response, already drifting back to sleep.
Vivian, perched on the couch, was gently caressing her belly as she supervised the housekeeper's efforts with a calm authority.
"Place that box in the guest room, please. And those garments, hang them in the master bedroom closet."
Simon's brow furrowed. "Why are you setting up in the master bedroom?"
Vivian paused, a flash of vulnerability in her eyes. "Well, I am your wife now. Isn't the master bedroom where I belong?"
Simon didn't reply, opting instead to make his way upstairs.
He wandered into Nina's room.
Everything was immaculate. The bed was perfectly made, and her skincare products were lined up with precision on the va
