**Aria POV

“My son seems to have grown fond of you,” Henry said one night.

I was administering his treatment and collecting blood samples for further investigation into his disease.

“Does it seem that way?” I asked, trying to pass as clueless.

Henry could see right through me, of course, and laughed.

“There is no need for secrecy, Aria,” he chuckled. “You and I are not really married, seeing as how the certificate states that I ...