Chapter 449 Pump

Ross woke up to an empty bed, but he didn't care. He stretched lazily, enjoying the quiet before getting up. 

Rachel was next door, no doubt locked in another heated argument with her husband. 

He wasn't interested in their drama. She'd come back soon enough—she needed something from him, and he knew it. That was enough for now.

He dressed without hurry, buttoning his shirt and adjusting his cuffs before slipping out of the condo. 

As the door clicked shut behind him, Rachel came rushing in, breathless, eyes darting around the room.

Her heart sank. "He's gone," she muttered, as if saying it aloud would change something.

Jimmy stormed in after her, his earlier fury replaced by cold determination. "Do we go after him?" he asked, his jaw tight.

Rachel turned on him with a glare. "This is all your fault! If you hadn't wasted time fighting me, arguing, and throwing a tantrum over spilled milk, we wouldn't be in this mess!"