Chapter 1712: The bodyguard hesitated but nodded, disappearing into the crowd. The moment Jayden's informant was out of sight, Shaun dialed Tracy's number.
Lowering his voice, he asked, "Is this... a prenatal checkup report? Are you alone?" Tracy hadn't expected him to call, but she answered honestly. "Yeah, I'm here for a prenatal checkup. It's crazy to think there's a tiny life inside me." She rested a hand on her stomach, a wild smile creeping across her lips. "I can't wait to see Lowell's reaction. Will he be happy... or furious?" Shaun had brushed off her recklessness before, but now the full weight of her madness hit him. Her heart wasn't just broken—it was long dead, kept alive only by hatred.
He couldn't begin to grasp the depths of it, nor did he know if he could ever withstand such consuming bitterness himself.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTaking a steadying breath, he said, "Which hospital are you at? I'll cbe with you." Tracy's voice turned cold. "No need. I'm already leaving." Something twisted inside him, sharp and unbearable. "Tracy, don't say things like that. Letbe there for you. I'll protect you." Tracy's voice was detached. "Don't worry about me. I can handle myself. Besides, what happens next is betweenand Lowell. You should stay out of it." Frustration flared in Shaun's chest. “Do you really think Lowell won't kill you? That lying to him and carrying his child will somehow make him spare you? He won't, Tracy. He'll kill you. You still have a choice—cback to me!" She let out a sharp, bitter laugh. "Then let him kill me." And with that, she hung up.
Shaun stared at the screen, stunned. He hadn't expected her to be this stubborn, this reckless. As his anger ebbed, all that remained was a crushing sense of helplessness.
mr☐☐pda☐es ☐☐☐☐☐Deep down, he knew-he had played a part in this. He had pushed her to the edge, and now, she had no intention of stepping back.
As Shaun mulled over his next move, the bodyguard returned, holding up a bag of snacks. "Mr. Kennedy, here are the snacks you wanted. I wasn't sure what you liked, so I got a little of everything." Shaun barely glanced at the bag before shifting gears. "Did you find the man I asked for?" The bodyguard gave a curt nod. "We're on it. Plenty of people are willing to take this kind of job." Shaun nodded, his mind already setting things into motion.
Later that night, as the clock inched past eleven and neared midnight, Lowell finally wrapped up his work. With a major project in full swing, the company's workload had skyrocketed, keeping him at the office later than usual.
After a long, grueling day, he returned home, exhaustion pressing heavily on his shoulders.
The moment he opened the door, the darkness lifted. Warm light flooded the room, revealing a ceiling draped in twinkling lights.
Lowell hesitated at the doorway, taking in the scene. The living room was meticulously decorated, and the table was set with an extravagant feast. Everything looked carefully arranged, down to the last detail.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHis gaze drifted over the steaming dishes, their rich aroma filling the air. Tracy must have prepared this.
Then, it hit him. The surprise. She had mentioned planning something m special, and yet, he had chso late. Guilt settled over him like a weight.
Scanning the room, he realized she was nowhere in sight. "Babe? Chen called, stepping further inside. "Babe, where are you? I'm back."
Silence. A flicker of unease crept in. "Are you upset that I'm late?" he tried again, his voice softer. "I'm sorry-work was insane. Please don't hide from me." Just as he finished speaking, footsteps echoed behind him.