His Wine Cost More Than My Unborn Child Chapter 09

His Wine Cost More Than My Unborn Child Chapter 09

Lachlan followed me home.

He’d probably never set foot in a place this run-down.

On the way upstairs, he kept looking around.

I opened the door and went into the bedroom to get iny things.

When I came back out, he was holding a framed photo. A picture of Corbin and me.

“Didn’t know him, huh?” He wiggled the frame. “Looks to me like you two knew each other pretty

damn well.”

“I lied to you. Are you mad?”

“Not really.” He shrugged. “I told you, I’m not that petty.”

“Besides, one thing I’m good at is not caring about a woman’s past.”

Then he glanced around the apartment.

“That’s all you’ve got?”

“Pretty much.”

I thought for a moment, then grabbed a grocery bag.

I took every photo of Corbin and me off the shelves and tucked them inside.

“I’ll throw these out on the way.”

“Leaving already?”

“Yeah. I don’t want to risk running into him.”

If Corbin came back now… it would only make things uglier.

I didn’t want to hear his explanations or face his accusations.

I just wanted him out of my life. The farther away, the better.

“Oh, right. Did Tamsin tell you?”

“Tell me what?”

“My work-my life, really-is in Portshire. I’m not based here.”

He stood well away from the dumpster and watched me throw away every photo.

“So, are you asking me to go with you?” I asked.

“No. Honestly, my interest in you came from a little nostalgia. Been ages since I’ve seen a woman this pitiful.””

He looked at me with a lazy grin.

“But tonight, you made things a little more interesting.”

“So you coming with me?”

His easygoing attitude gave me the courage to ask another question.

“Do we have to leave right now? I want to go home first. See my grandma.”

‘Where’s home?”

I told him. Then I added quietly, “Our village’s about an hour away by bus.”

He rubbed his chin.

“Man. You’re really leaning into this whole poor-little-country-girl thing, huh.”

“Alright. I’ll go with you.

I stared at him.

He grinned. “I’m a city boy. Never seen a real village before. You can be my tour guide.”

All I saw was that easy grin of his and that row of perfect white teeth.

And in that moment, a strange feeling washed over me.

Maybe life was fair after all.

There were people like Corbin, who trampled on other people’s hearts for sport.

And there were people like Lachlan-who did good without even thinking twice about it.