Chapter 875
Grace lay in bed, wide awake. Her hand rested on her belly, feeling her little one's playful kicks.
"Your dad would never cheat. He's not that kind of person. Right, son?"
There was no response, only silence that made every second drag painfully.
Just as she reached for her phone to call Oliver, an ad popped up on her screen. "What would you do if your husband cheated on you while you were pregnant?"
Because Grace had been searching for pregnancy-related topics recently, her algorithm had started feeding her similar content. Tonight, of all nights, it chose to suggest a cheating husband scenario.
Her frustration flared. Without considering the hour, she dialed Oliver's number.
The phone rang for a while before he answered.
"Hey, why aren't you asleep yet?"
"Darling, where are you? I'm coming to find you."
Oliver had just parked the car outside the hotel. Not wanting to discuss Abigail's situation over the phone, he replied, "I'm out dealing with something. Go to sleep."
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