THE FUTILE SEARCH

Chapter 39 - FUTILE SEARCH

At McCarthy's Apartment in the UK: Now He Owns It.

"He wouldn't even talk to me when he came home," Veronica sobbed, leaning on Matilda's shoulder. "I love him so much, but he doesn't love me. Not once did he ask about the child I am carrying." She wept bitterly, resting her head on Matilda's shoulder.

As Veronica expressed her concerns, Matilda gazed into her eyes and held her palm gently, sensing that something was amiss. However, she dismissed it, thinking that every woman experiences different symptoms.

"Where is he?" Matilda inquired.

"He left in the morning with his men and hasn't returned yet."

"Let's go looking for him. I know where he is."

"No. He ordered me to stay here and not leave," Veronica cried.

"He can blame me. Just follow me. Don't you miss him?"

"I do."