Darien mistook my hesitation for resistance and frowned. "Elodie, don’t make a scene. Let’s go. Vienna’s in pain—she was crying earlier."
So, the one he rushed here for was Vienna. He brought her here for her prenatal check-up.
He had completely forgotten that just this morning, he told me he was tied up with an important client. He even asked me not to call him today.
Turned out, all of that was just a lie so he could enjoy a peaceful little day with Vienna.
Vienna swept her eyes over me slowly, scanning me from head to toe. A sneer curled on her lips.
"Darien, who is this?"
Her tone was sweet, but her words were sharp, cutting with feigned innocence. Darien looked caught, guilty. He quickly let go of my hand, as if touching me might stain him in her eyes and gave me a light push backward.
I stumbled slightly, leaning against the cold wall, breath shaky. My wrist throbbed where he had gripped it moments ago.
"You said you weren’t feeling well, didn’t you?" he murmured gently, turning to Vienna to support her weak step. "Come on, let’s get your check-up over with."
As she walked past me, Vienna leaned in slightly and mouthed one word, "Useless."