Third POV

He had to be present by 8:30 AM as well, so he called his driver who was at his residential estate.

“Come pick me at the Royal Lobby in the palace of the great Queen. I'll inform the security that you're my driver.”

“Yes sir,” the driver said and immediately set to work.

Estella didn't have to go to work today, she had one week leave. She was at home alone, sitting on the bed and rubbing her tummy.

“Was I really harsh on Adrian?” She asked herself. She remembered informing him that she would be attending Queen Clarissa’s wedding with her ex-husband instead of him. She could...