Giselle was awash with emotions.

She didn’t seem to dislike this child; rather, there was a burgeoning joy within her, one that whispered hints of motherhood.

Yet, when she thought of Henry, the prospect of a future stripped of her freedom loomed large…

Giselle shot a guarded glance at Nathan. “What’s the meaning of this? Why bring me here?”

“Don’t you want to get away from him? No one else but me can whisk you away from his side,”

Nathan said, ...