Stella York held her head, unable to control the heartache and despair surging within...
She remembered!
She remembered everything!
This wasn't their first child. Their first child had been killed by him personally over a decade ago!
"Stella..." Lucas Scott heard her voice, turned sharply, and saw her desperately banging her head against the wall.
Without a word, Lucas reached out and grabbed her shoulder, pulling her in front of him.
He anxiously checked if her head was injured, but in the next second, he was met with Stella York's hateful eyes.
In her eyes, there was no warmth, only hatred.
It was like looking at her enemy...
Lucas Scott's pupils contracted sharply, suddenly stunned.
This kind of gaze, he'd only seen on her once, over a decade ago, before they lost their first child.
That's how she looked at him, telling him she hated him and would never forgive him in this lifetime...
This gaze felt like a warning.
He was about to lose her...
