My Husband’s Heir Cost Him His Own Daughter Chapter 32

My Husband’s Heir Cost Him His Own Daughter Chapter 32

I pressed my lips together, trying to keep my voice steady.

“Mom—”

“Drink your soup.” She smiled, then turned her attention back to Claire, rocking her gently. “There, there, my little darling. What’s wrong? Let’s get you a clean diaper, shall we?”

Watching my mother with Claire, the small knot of anxiety in my chest about my daughter growing up without a father began to loosen.

I knew that even without a father, she would be surrounded by more than enough love.

Hundreds of miles away, at the Beauchamp estate, Carter hadn’t slept.

At first light, he called his assistant.

“What have you found?”

“We have a lead, sir. Madam was discharged yesterday and left South Carolina on a private plane. We’re still trying to confirm her destination, but—”

“Boston?” Carter shot up from the sofa, his voice tight. “She went home. She must have gone home.”

Boston.

Amelia had no other family. She could only have gone back to her parents.

The thought had barely formed before Carter was grabbing a travel bag and stuffing it with clothes.

He had to get to the airport.