If Delaney hadn’t sent me this same image earlier, I would have mistaken it as my own and would have never questioned Beckett.
I checked the contents of the messages sent between.
[Beckett: Baby, I have heard that pregnant women love sour food so I have asked my assistant to send me various sour delicacies, I will bring them to you later.]
[Delaney: Beck, um won’t your assistant be suspicious…]
[Beckett: What suspicion? He would just assume it is for Evelyn.]
[Delaney: So, would you give her half of the delicacies too? I thought you only loved me.]
[Beckett: Of course not, she is really a picky eater and wasting my efforts on her is fruitless. You are my one and only true love.
I would have divorced Evelyn, but she miscarried and fell into depression making others sympathize with her a lot, she was just too dependent on me and leaving her then would have portrayed you in a bad light, so I had not abandoned her yet.]
[Delaney: You are the best Beck, but I am lonely right now and am craving some pastries.]
[Beckett: Alright, I will bring them to you.]