He had already chosen a name for Xandra’s child so soon?
Samuel refused to let the nurse clean me up. Ignoring his own obsession with cleanliness, he fetched hot water himself and carefully wiped away the blood.
He told me his mother wanted to see her eldest grandson and had already taken the baby away.
By the time everything settled, it was late at night.
I looked at his slightly tired face and forced a weak smile. "I’m fine. You’ve been busy all day. You should rest now."
Samuel kissed my forehead. "Alright. If you need anything, wake me up. Tomorrow, I’ll take you to see Apollo. From now on, the three of us will live happily together."
After he fell asleep, I quietly picked up his phone.
To prove his loyalty to me, Samuel had never set a lock screen password.
But I had never known—he had a second system on his phone, and the password to switch systems was Xandra’s birthday.
The moment the screen changed, the wallpaper became a photo of him and Xandra from their university days.
His messenger had only one contact—Xandra.
I clicked on their chat. The first message that appeared was a picture of Xandra holding a baby.