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    At that moment, guilt flickered across Carrie’s face as she turned to the servant. The memory hit her—she’d left without a word to anyone and skipped the usual driver, choosing to catch a taxi instead.

    Only Reece knew where she had gone, and he had promised to keep her secret.

    Relief softened her features, and she said quietly, “Yeah, I just wrapped up work and decided to head straight back.”

    Daxton, seemingly picking up an odd scent, sniffed the air and frowned. “Are they cleaning again? Why does it smell like disinfectant all over?”

    Now that the servant had stepped away, Carrie kept her tone casual. “With the weather turning colder and everyone sniffling, we did a round of disinfecting to be safe.”

    With a quick nce at Carrie’s cheeks, Daxton gave a softugh. “You really ought to bundle up now. Medicine and shots aren’t so easy when you’re pregnant.”

    Somewhere behind his gentle words, a flicker of something unspoken lingered in his eyes.

    Since when had his girl grown so skilled at keeping secrets from him? He liked her wit but hated her being secretive with him. Shouldn’t he be the one person in the world she trusted the most? How could she doubt him?

    Lost in her own thoughts, Carrie missed the subtle shift in his mood. As far as she could tell, he was only being his usual protective self. She gave a quick nod. “I understand.”

    Just as she was about to say more, he interjected, “Actually, I came to let you know I’ll be away for a while. There’s a project overseas that needs my attention. I’ll be gone from Isonridge for the next month, so please, look after yourself while I’m away.”

    Her answer came in a quiet whisper. “Oh…”

    Time together was already scarce, and with this trip, it would be easier to break up with himter. Maybe his absence would make things lessplicated for a while.

    Still wearing his reassuring smile, Daxton suggested, “There’s no rush tonight. How about we go out for dinner? My treat.”

    Right now, Carrie’s mind was too tangled with worry for Kristopher to think about restaurants and outings.

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    The doctor’s words echoed in her mind—his brain had suffered. It wasn’t serious, but it reminded her of people who’d stayed up all night working. Only Kristopher’s trouble had been caused by drugs. Unseen consequences still haunted her thoughts.

    She took a breath and made up her mind. “Let’s stay in. I’ll have something made here. I’m a bit worn out from work today—hope you don’t mind.”

    No trace of annoyance crossed Daxton’s face. He just smiled. “That works for me. I’d hate to inconvenience you anyway.”

    Hearing that, Carrie let out a small sigh. “Really, it’s not any trouble. My cousins won’t be back for dinner, so I’d be eating alone. It’s hard for the cooks to prepare just for me, and I can’t finish much by myself. I’m d you’re here to keep mepany.”

    Daxton noticed Carrie seemed distracted. After they finished their meal, he offered a few thoughtful words, then left.

    But he didn’t go home. Not to the house, and not to the apartment he shared with Carrie either. Instead, he headed to a brand-new ce—somewhere he’d never stayed before.

    The apartment was in a freshly developed neighborhood out in the suburbs. The area was still pretty empty—most people hadn’t moved in yet. There weren’t any cameras, and the nearby shops and amenities weren’t even finished. It was quiet. Isted.

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