Chapter 92

Claire's POV Mom visited me frequently these days, always asking why Lucius was never around. "He's just busy with work," I told her each time, forcing a smile. "Sometimes he has to travel for business." Thankfully, Susan didn't push the issue. Connor's regular deliveries of expensive gifts helped maintain the illusion that my marriage wasn't falling apart. "Your husband clearly cares for you," Mom said after Connor dropped off another package. "He sends such thoughtful gifts." I just nodded. Lucius wasn't stingy, he never hesitated to spend money on those around him. But generosity wasn't the same as caring. For someone with his wealth, those gifts meant nothing. This Sunday, Betty came over and dropped a surprising bit of news. "Hank's been asking about you constantly," she said, biting into an apple while lounging on my couch. I frowned. "You mean Professor Cruise? He's your teacher!" Betty remained stubborn. "Professor sounds too formal. Hank suits him better." I didn't bother argu