"I'm sorry, all of us here misunderstood. So Miss Roberts is actually your fiancee." A conversation nearby traveled through the air, along with a steady set of approaching footsteps coming in his direction.
The name Miss Roberts caused Tristan's steps to halt.
Fiancee?
He turned around as a nurse and a man walked past him.
That man...he was the exact person Tristan had seen in the picture Kaleb just showed to him.
"Don't worry Mr Grant, your daughter will be absolutely fine. Thankfully we found a donor on time..." The nurse's voice echoed away as the two people in front of him turned a corner.
A sharp ache, and a deep surge of possessiveness rose in his chest.
So she had actually been with someone else after him? Here he was, five years and not a day passed by without her thoughts crossing his mind, her body had branded his own and he could no longer crave anyone else... she'd been with someone else and conceived a child?
