Chapter 20

Ivanna's eyes widened as if she were seeing Adrian for the first time. "Are you out of your mind, Adrian? She's your wife!" "The only wife in my heart has always been you," Adrian shot back, his voice raw but stubborn. It left Ivanna at a loss for words, and before she could even respond, a piercing scream shattered the stillness of the night. The door burst open, and Wilson stepped out, fully dressed. His arm nonchalantly slid around Ivanna's waist. "Ivy, your family's security system clearly needs an upgrade," he coolly said. "A thief got in without anyone noticing. What good are guards if they can't even manage that?" His eyes then flicked toward Adrian, lips curling in amusement. "But the thief was a little clumsy. She tripped over her own feet." Adrian's face darkened, and he strode toward Ivanna's room. No matter what, Lydia was carrying his child, and he couldn't ignore her. "Come on. Let's watch the show," Wilson murmured, his voice calm and firm as ever—clearly not drun