Daniel’s wide eyes shot to Darren’s.“You actually told her that?”
Darren’s expression narrowed at Daniel’s scorn, the look of challenge flashing in his dark eyes.
“Wait, tortured?”Katherine stammered.“As a child?What is she talking about, Daniel?”
Daniel rolled his eyes and sighed.“Nothing,” he answered sternly.“Forget she said anything.”
Katherine suddenly stood from her chair and stared down at him, more distressed than I’d ever seen her.
“No!Tell me right now!You were tortured as a child?Why would Jaden worry about the same thing for their son?What aren’t you telling me?”
Daniel had the look of murder on his face as he looked up at her from his seat.“Katherine, sit down and shut your mouth,” he ordered, his voice hard with warning.
When Daniel’s furious gaze landed on me, all I could do was shrug and hide my smirk.
“Sorry, I thought she knew,” I said innocently.“I actually planned on asking her how she came to terms with it, but I guess that would have gotten both of us nowhere.”
“Oh my God, I can’t hear this anymore!”Katherine practically shrieked as she finally turned to flee the room.Daniel stood after her.
“Katherine, get back here!”he shouted as he chased her, the sounds of their arguing echoing down the halls.I found myself a little stunned that Katherine had actually stood up to her husband the way she did.What a proud moment for her.
Still trying not to smirk and maintaining my air of innocence, I took another sip of my water while avoiding Darren’s gaze that was damn near incinerating my soul.Setting the glass down, I glanced over at him with doe eyes.
“What?I thought she knew!”I exclaimed, hunching my shoulders in an innocent pose.“It’s not my fault they don’t communicate.”
Darren slowly shook his head at me, the agitation coming off him in hot waves.
“This was supposed to be a celebratory dinner for us,” Darren seethed, his tone low with barely contained rage.
“And your brother had to ruin it by bringing up a sensitive topic to goad me.”
“Which you fell for almost immediately,” he snapped.
I huffed a breath of annoyance.“Well, it wouldn’t have even mattered if Daniel hadn’t hidden something so important from his wife,” I retorted, glaring at Darren from the corner of my eye.
He looked like he was about to smack me when Scott abruptly charged into the dining room, panic on his face.“We have a huge fucking problem,” he announced.
The scowl on Darren’s face reached new heights of terrifying as he growled in agitation, slamming his hand on the table as he rose from his chair.“Don’t you dare leave this room until your plate is fucking spotless.We’ll continue this conversation later,” he rasped down at me before turning away to follow Scott.“And burn that goddamn dress!”he shouted over his shoulder as he thundered out of sight.
Gloating over the now empty table, I finally released the smirk I’d been struggling to hold back and took another sip of my water, feeling like the cat who ate all three of the fucking canaries.
The door to the kitchen suddenly swung open, and a cart with a covered tray was placed at the top.It was being pushed out by the chef, Pascal, who suddenly paused when he saw it was only me at the table.
“Where is everyone?”he asked, his French accent thick with disappointment.
I folded my lips together and emphasized the sympathy for his hard work on my face.“Looks like it’s just gonna be me tonight,” I answered somberly.
“Oh,” he murmured as he looked down at the cart.He then lifted the lid and took one of the plates for the setting and carried it over to me, setting it down on the charger.“Enjoy,” he said, and then stepped away only to quickly turn back around.“And congratulations on your pregnancy.”
I tried not to frown at him at the sentiment.“Thanks.”
He nodded and then turned around to push the cart back into the kitchen.
At his absence, Sloane strolled in, noting too how empty the room was and then snickered at me.“Looks like you got your wish,” she teased.
I smirked back at her before turning around in my chair to look down at the special dinner Pascal had made.The smell of the cooked salmon suddenly hit my stomach like a sucker punch to the gut, and I instantly vomited up all the water I had just drank onto the plate.
“Ah, fuck.”