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Chapter 83

Humming a tone to herself with a little smile on her lips, Leila pours out two glasses of orange juice. She stares down at her stomach and her bulge is becoming quite noticeable.

Her smile morphs into a full one and she runs her hand down her stomach, her heart feeling fuzzy, before placing the glasses o retrieving a box of cookies from one of the kitchen drawers and placing

tray, some on a plate which she puts on the tray and makes her way to the living room.

She has already sent over a letter to the pack witch to inform her of her intention to have a meeting and all that remains is for it to be scheduled.

“Here,” she hands Tatum one of the glasses and he slowly takes it, barely saying a word or really even looking at her.

It feels strange to Leila that he did not even thank her or smile as he normally does.

Is everything okay with him?

She hasn’t really paid him much attention in the past few days with her running around, trying to investigate but Tatum is not the type to be in a sour mood.

“There are cookies too,” Leila pushes the tray towards him, watching his rather sour expression closely.

“Hmm,” Tatum replies, his head buried in his phone and he barely takes a small sip from the glass before he drops it and adjusts his position on the couch, laying his head on the armrest and stretching his legs out.

Leila scoffs softly, feeling a bitter pang in her heart at his passive behaviour towards her.

“Okay, what is wrong? You’re acting weird,” She says, dragging

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of his shorts.

“Nothing,” Tatum moves his face away from his phone and replies before immediately facing it again.

“It is not nothing, what is going on?” Leila frowns at him.

Can he not even drop his phone and pay her attention for a minute?

What is he doing that is so important?

“Leila, I’m fine, seriously,” Tatum replies, his phone still glued to his face.

He doesn’t know how to tell her what is on his mind without triggering her. He sees all of her secret movements, he knows she recently got another phone that she is hiding from him but he is still trying to trust her.

It hurts when his own wife lies and hides things from him but he knows it will hurt even more if he cannot control himself and confront her and she decides to leave.

No matter how much pain he is going through right now, he is willing to jo through much more as long as she remains his.

Is it because of her? Do you miss her?” Leila’s sharp voice reaches his ar and he breaks his gaze away from his phone.

lho is she talking about? Carmela?

breaks his heart that she would get such an impression. The only oman he thinks of is her.

e drops his phone and sits up, his calm grey eyes looking straight into ila’s curt blue eyes.

hy would I miss anyone when I have everything I need in front of e?” He replies, giving her a flirtatious smile.

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“Don’t give me that, I know you still spend time with her, most days you come home reeking of her smell,” Leila’s voice is cold and her

annoyance reverberates through her tone.

Tatum sighs defeatedly. He does spend time with Carmela but it is not how Leila thinks. Carmela always comes to his office or bumps into him randomly, mostly in places where he cannot avoid her.

He may not feel the same way he does for Leila towards Carmela but she is still his duty and he must try his best to keep her happy without making Leila feel insecure.

“It’s not what you think,” He stands up and holds the side of Leila’s arm but she shrugs him off.

“Now you want to talk to me and explain when I mention her? Leila folds her arm stiffly against her chest. “What is your plan Tatum? Where does all of it end?”

Tatum opens his mouth to reply but he cannot find the words or rather he doesn’t know how to tell Leila that his only plan, the one plan he is willing to stake everything upon is to keep her by side for eternity.

“You can bring her back if that will make you happy, just don’t wear a sour face around me,” Leila says in a calmer tone but her words slice through Tatum’s heart.

He asked Carmela to leave so she could be more comfortable in the house, he practically threatened his mother to never be hostile towards her again or this will be her last visit until the child is born.

He is trying the best he can but it doesn’t seem to be enough for her to see it’s only her he wants.

“Leila…”

“I mean it but I may move to the pack house, you can always visit me t

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Leila pauses as the entrance door opens and none other than Carmela

walks in.

Speak of the devil.