「One week later.」
Candice Sinclair was discharged from the hospital.
As she settled into Tristan Sterling's Maybach, a wave of familiarity washed over her.
Back when she was madly in love with him, they had done no shortage of crazy things in this very car...
Holly Sinclair shook her head sharply.
'Am I crazy?'
'What on earth am I thinking about?!'
"What's wrong?"
The force of her headshake had caught Tristan Sterling's attention. Noticing a faint blush on her cheeks, he furrowed his brow and asked.
'Is she tired from taking care of our daughter these past few days?'
'Why is she blushing out of nowhere? She's not catching a cold, is she?'
As he spoke, he raised his hand to check her forehead for a fever.
Holly Sinclair brushed his hand away. "I'm fine."
Her cold tone and dismissive attitude shut him down completely.
Tristan Sterling was actually used to being rejected all the time.
But being used to it didn't stop the pang of hurt he couldn't help but feel.
