I stiffened, feeling nothing but absurd disbelief. Zion actually thought I did something like that?
Zion’s voice turned even colder than before.
“Why do you want to push her to her death? Maeve only wants to stay quietly by my side. She isn’t a threat to you at all. You’re already Mrs. Payne, what else are you unhappy about?!”
“Do you know the child in her belly almost didn’t survive?!”
When those words dropped, I let out a laugh with no sound.
So the reason Zion showed up wasn’t that I was lying in a hospital bed; he came to question me for Maeve.
The blanket covered my now clearly flat belly. He didn’t notice, and I didn’t point it out.
I only spoke in a low voice, “Then do you know… because of Maeve, I was kidnapped on my way back. I almost lost my life there, and I almost lost my child.”
His brows pulled together even more, clearly not expecting it.
“What does that have to do with Maeve?”
He reacted fast, and his tone went cold again. “Don’t drag everything onto her.”
I reached over, picked up my phone from beside the pillow, and played the recording.
It was what I had secretly saved while shaking in fear.