His presence was striking – deep-set blue eyes, a high nose, enough to make any nurse’s heart flutter.
Lucian Graham, the celebrated movie star.
Why is he here? Could the rumors actually be true? The nurse’s mind raced with these thoughts, but she managed to keep her composure.
With a wave of his hand, the doctor nodded to Lucian and exited, leaving only Lucian and Megan in the room.
Facing the man she had loved for so many years, Megan couldn’t help but seek an answer, “Lucian, was it really you who did this to my child?”
Lucian’s cold gaze swept over her, a smirk breaking across his face.
“What do you think, Megan? Don’t kid yourself. I made sure that problem was taken care of. You? Carrying my child? Please, don’t flatter yourself.”
Each word was a knife twisting in her heart.
The unimaginable had become reality, rendering Megan’s face a ghastly pale.
Her already thin hands clenched white; it looked as if she might leap up and tear into Lucian.
As they locked eyes, filled with hatred, Lucian looked down on her with icy disdain. “What do you want, Megan? Did you think you could forget your place just because I’ve indulged you lately?”
Her place – the words woke Megan up. Yes, her place...