Chapter 343
"I'm gonna file for divorce with Beckett in a few days," Madeleine said softly.
Alex's fingers tightened slightly on the steering wheel.
"Okay..." he murmured, hesitating as if unsure whether to keep going.
"Grandpa's been asking about Chris... His health's not great, and I haven't had the heart to tell him Chris isn't actually mine," Alex added in a low voice.
Madeleine stayed quiet for a long moment before saying, "Chris is Beckett's son. If you want to take him to see your grandfather, talk to Beckett about it. He has custody, I don't have a say."
Alex didn't respond.
Silence fell between them, heavy and unbroken.
The car pulled up in front of Rusty Spoon, and the valet took the keys.
"Mr. Simpson, what a coincidence!" Jenny was there too, out for afternoon tea with some of her socialite friends.
Alex gave a brief nod, then reached out to shield Madeleine with his arm as they entered the restaurant.
Standing at the door, Jenny shot Madeleine a look. "Having lunch with Mr. Simpson, h

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