I Took the Money and the Quadruplets Chapter 14

I Took the Money and the Quadruplets Chapter 14

He added, “I had them consult with a nutritionist. The formula is perfectly safe.”

He opened the container. Inside were steamed cod, a quinoa salad, and a delicate pumpkin soup.

To be honest, it smelled divine.

Since getting pregnant, my appetite had become a minefield. The wrong scent could send me running. This meal, however, didn’t trigger any nausea.

But I still said, “No, thank you.”

“Just one bite,” he said, his eyes pleading. “Just try it.”

I looked up and saw the dark circles under his eyes, the exhaustion etched into his features.

For a split second, I felt a flicker of something soft.

But then I remembered the suffocating weight of the Walker name, and I pushed the feeling down.

“Mr. Walker, we are over.”

I stood, ready to go back inside.

“Ava.”

He called my name.

I turned back.

“I’m not giving up,” he said.

From that day on, Liam appeared outside my house like clockwork.

Breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

Parenting books, modern art from auction houses, even air purifiers and ergonomic pregnancy pillows he thought I might need.

I refused them all.

Julian ignored him completely.

So Liam would leave the items at my gate and then drive away.