Ignoring every call from his wife, Greyson instead chose to take Alexis to the hospital to see the obstetrician. He walked while continuing to hold the hand of his mistress, not caring about the people around who might find it strange.
Yes, of course it was strange—people knew he was Clara's husband, yet here he was with Alexis.
Uncomfortable with the stares, Alexis pulled her hand from Greyson's grip.
"This isn't how it should be," she said anxiously, continuing to walk.
"Why?" Greyson asked.
"This just isn't the right time. Maybe you don't want to hide our relationship anymore, but I don't think now is the time… I'm not ready," Alexis replied, stopping near the waiting bench, her eyes fixed on a figure sitting there.
Her jaw dropped instantly, her heart pounding. She was nearly trembling when she saw the person stand and smile at her.
