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Killian Barnes shattered his vow on our tenth anniversary, opting for a business excursion with his female colleague instead of celebrating with me. Upon his return, he presented me with a rare pink diamond pendant, dubbing it an apology token. Momentarily, I believed in his genuine affection. However, as I turned, I glimpsed his assistant adorned with stunning emerald jewels, far surpassing mine in beauty and worth. I donned the mask of the gracious Mrs. Barnes, outwardly composed but inwardly seething. Their audacity intensified, mirroring my anguish. They assumed I slumbered in our bedroom, oblivious to their hushed exchanges, mirth

Diamonds, Lies, and a Vanishing Act

I simply resumed reading my unfinished page, disregarding Anastacia's presence. She lingered, awaiting my reply, but I kept my eyes on the book. Eventually, she pressed, "Miss Penelope, forgive my curiosity, but you and Mr. Barnes have been wed for so long. Why haven't you had a child?"


The mention of "child" struck me deeply, causing an intense ache in my heart.


Later that evening, when Killian returned, I couldn't contain myself any longer. I gazed at him, blurting out, "Killian, are you still unable to accept becoming a father?"


Killian stiffened, his face suddenly uncomfortable. He set down his tea with deliberate care, avoiding eye contact.


"Why are you bringing this up now?" His voice was cold.


His reaction told me everything I needed to know. "Never mind, forget I asked."


In truth, Killian and I had once expected a child. We'd been together briefly then, and he wasn't yet the CEO of Barnes Group. When I shared the news, he frowned and shook his head.


Chapter 7