Chapter 172

Christina's POV I looked at Gwendolyn.She still wore that smile. I studied her a second longer. That fake sweetness was starting to sour. Reginald was here too. Earlier, he'd been polite, pouring me tea and asking about my work. But the longer I stood there, the more I felt they were using me to drag Hudson into something he would never agree to. Before I could decide whether to confront her or just leave, the front door was flung open. "I'm home!" Declan stepped forward, yanking off a heavy coat and tossing it to the butler without looking back. When I'd last seen him, he'd had short black hair. Now it was bright copper, long on top and brushed back like he'd run his fingers through it without checking a mirror. His gaze immediately landed on me. "Well, well, look who it is—sister-in-law Christina. Didn't know you were coming. Wait—is Hudson here today?" He glanced around. No Hudson. Then he spotted the cake on the table. His face transformed instantly. "No, no, you can't be serious."