Chapter 223

Henry was so startled he almost dropped the glass of water in his hand. He didn't dare keep sitting and sipping; he jumped up from the couch like his seat was on fire, whole body stiff with caution. "Dad." When it came to Oliver, Henry couldn't help but get nervous. At home, whenever he disappeared, the rest of the family would go looking for him with anxious voices calling him sweet names. But his father? He was the only one who'd start scolding him the moment he was found. Henry avoided his father's gaze, not daring to look him in the eyes. On the other side, Lauren froze too. She hadn't expected Oliver to show up right then. And she had no clue how much of what she'd just said he might've overheard. But thinking about it, she figured it didn't really matter much anymore. He was never going to marry her anyway. She never even had a shot. Lauren glanced at his gloomy expression, then at Claire, who stood behind him with concern written all over her face. She forced herself to swallow