"Is... something wrong?" Baxter asked when neither of them were giving him a response.
His gaze slid between Ivanka and Alaric.
"Certainly." Alaric finally said, his tone coming out frosty. "Your wife simply thought she had confusing questions, but I'm certain she doesn't now."
Ivanka bit her inner cheeks, trying to stop herself from breathing shakily.
Looking at Alaric, she saw pain and betrayal in his eyes. He gave her a very cold glance before turning and walking away, and right there, she felt him leaving with a piece of her shattered heart.
"What question was that?" Baxter asked in a hushed tone, caressing her waist.
Ivanka blinked rapidly and shook her head.
"Just some... you know, medical related. Don't worry, it's not so important now."
"Is that so? Come on, then. Let
