A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 807

Tanya instinctively pushed at his shoulders. "What are you doing? Let go of me..."

"Let me listen," he murmured.

His voice was incredibly soft and reverent, as if speaking too loudly might startle the baby.

Tanya couldn't help but roll her eyes. "It's the size of a peanut right now. What exactly are you trying to hear?"

"A peanut? It's that small?"

Hearing that his child was just a tiny peanut inside of her filled Darian with a profound sense of wonder.

Looking down into his bright, hopeful eyes, a wave of bitter sadness washed over Tanya's heart.

He clearly adored the idea of being a father.

He was desperately looking forward to this child's arrival.

But could their reality actually allow this baby to survive in peace?

Catching the flash of sorrow in her eyes, Darian squeezed her waist gently. "Don't overthink things. You have me."

Tanya sniffled softly and looked away, refusing to answer.

*You have me.*

That promise sounded so deeply comforting right now, which only meant the inevitable disappointment would hurt a thousand times worse.

Fairfax had said the exact same words to Starla.

*I've got you.*

And because of him, her life had spiraled into an absolute, chaotic nightmare.

Pregnancy hormones were likely making her paranoid, but Tanya couldn't help it. No matter what sweeping promises Darian made, her mind immediately jumped to the catastrophic fallout between Starla and Fairfax.

...

Darian opted to fly them straight back to Marina City.

Driving would take too long, and he didn't want to exhaust her.

The moment they landed, he drove her directly to his private estate. Tanya had slept for the entire flight.

When she woke up and realized the car was pulling up to his sprawling modern house instead of her apartment building, she frowned.

"Where are we?"

"You're moving in here starting today."

"Absolutely not, take me home!" she shot back without missing a beat.

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