Chapter 17

Nora said, "Yeah, my mom told me she's pregnant with your baby, Desmond. You really think it's okay to just let her go like this? I mean... She is my sister after all…" Before she could even finish, the line went dead. Nora frowned slightly. She wasn't happy about that. Still, Desmond must've been panicking—he probably already guessed the baby's still there. A faint smile tugged at her lips. Isabella... don't hate your sister for this. Desmond hung up on Nora, and then immediately dialed Isabella. No answer. His eyes flared with frustration. Damn it, this woman's unbelievable. Didn't she claim to love him? And now she just ran off without a word? Then Nora's slip of the tongue flashed through his mind. His brows furrowed hard as he called his assistant. "Look into the abortion Francis handled that day. I want everything about it." Then he floored the gas and sped toward the train station. At the station, Isabella sat among the crowd, trying to sneak in a nap with her eyes closed. Last