Chapter 67

Serena's POV I woke up way too early this morning, rushing to get ready for work. When I opened my door, there was Milton standing in the hallway, holding what looked like a gourmet breakfast spread. I pretended not to see him, hurrying past with my purse clutched tightly against my side. The pregnancy was making me nauseous in the mornings anyway—the last thing I needed was Ryan's personal chef hovering around me like some kind of food-wielding guardian angel. "Ms. Quinn! I've prepared a nutritious breakfast with extra folate! Very important for the baby!" Milton called after me, his voice echoing down the hallway. I quickened my pace, jabbing the elevator button repeatedly. "Not hungry, thanks!" I called back, relief washing over me when the doors finally slid open. Little did I know, Milton wasn't going to take no for an answer. I'd been at my desk for barely an hour when the receptionist buzzed me. "Ms. Quinn, there's a Chef Milton here with what he calls your 'essential prenatal n