The next morning, Evelyn woke to an empty bed again. After dressing, she made her way downstairs for breakfast, only to freeze halfway down the grand staircase.

Alexander Sinclair sat in the living room, deep in conversation with Roman.

Sensing her stare, Roman looked up and their eyes met. Evelyn gave an awkward little wave and continued down.

"Ah, my daughter-in-law!" Alexander boomed, his stern face breaking into a delighted smile. "Look at you, glowing like sunshine! Pregnancy suits you beautifully."

"Good morning, Grandfather," Evelyn said, her cheeks warming. She shot Roman a look. "You didn't wake me."

Roman shrugged, a hint of mischief in his eyes. "He specifically told...