Chapter 42

Giselle took a deep breath, forcing back the surge of emotion in her eyes. "Gavin, no matter how much you care about Chantelle, that's fine, but I need to know what happened with Poppy." She refused to give up and tried to reach for Penelope, but Gavin wouldn't give her the chance. Left with no choice, Giselle grabbed Penelope herself. Finally, Gavin lost his patience, his voice sharp and cutting. "Enough, Giselle! You make me sick!" Giselle's hands froze in mid-air. Gavin picked up the small blanket from the bed and covered Penelope. "Look at yourself, Giselle. How can you even call yourself a mother?" Then he scooped Penelope into his arms and started walking out. At the doorway, his steps faltered slightly. He didn't look back, his voice hoarse. "If I could, I really wish Poppy didn't have a mother like you." With that, he stormed off in anger. … Half an hour later, Chantelle sent Giselle a video. Penelope was at home, lying on her bed, calling for Chantelle and playing