CHAPTER 122

FYNN'S POV

"Where's my wife?" I'd just gone upstairs, and there was no sign of her.

She had no appointment today. Plus, she'd never leave the house without my consent.

"I saw her talking to the security guy. That was the last time I saw her," one of the maids replied.

I hurried outside, my mind refusing to accept that something was wrong. "Where's my wife?"

"She said she was having cramps and that if I stopped her and she lost the baby, you'd have me jailed for life." The guy ...