Chapter 54

Chapter 54:
He called again, still nothing.
Switching tactics, Brandon decided to call Alexia instead, his thumb hovering over the screen.
That was when he saw the missed call from Alexia while he was driving Vivian home—one he had ignored at the time.
With a furrowed brow, he pressed the call button for Alexia.
The phone rang, but once again, no one picked up.
He stared at the screen for a long moment, trying to put together a message to send.
But…
As he typed, Brandon faltered.
How could he find the right words?
Just then, someone tapped on the car window.
Startled, Brandon looked up to see Giffard standing there, dressed in his white lab coat.
Brandon pressed the window button, a faint frown settling on his face.
Giffard stood outside, holding up a phone. “If you really want to know how Millie is, go upstairs and see for yourself. Stop blowing up our phones.”
Brandon’s gaze narrowed. “I’m her husband.”
A smirk played across Giffard’s lips. “So you finally remember you’re her husband.” He paused, then added, “But from what Alexia told me, that won’t be true for much longer.”
Brandon’s grip on the steering wheel tightened, his eyes fixed on Giffard’s taunting expression. “That has nothing to do with you.”
“It has everything to do with me now.” Giffard leaned closer to the open window, his words teasing but with a sharp edge. “Alexia said since her fight led to you pushing Millie down the stairs and now she’s injured, I’m supposed to make it up to Millie on the family’s behalf.”
He gave a short laugh. “I think that’s only fair.” Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn.net
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A vein pulsed in Brandon’s clenched fist. “Giffard!”
Giffard stood there in silence, simply watching him.
After several moments, Brandon asked, “Did Millie send you here to say all this?” Had Millie given up on Alexia and now sent Giffard to play her next hand? Was this all part of her latest scheme?
Giffard’s smile faded, and his cold stare bore into Brandon. “Does that make you mad? You ought to know, Brandon, Crobert isn’t a place where you’re the only man around. I’ve watched Millie grow up. I know how captivating she is—probably better than you do. If you’re set on being with Vivian, then stay with her. What happens to Millie is no longer your concern.” His voice stayed even and calm.
“Brandon,” Giffard continued, slow and measured. “The only real choice you have now is to let her go.”
Back when the crisis struck and they needed a signature for the critical care consent form, a nurse went searching for Millie’s family outside the ER—but only Alexia had been waiting there.
Millie’s father had passed away, and her mother had long since drifted out of her life. That meant the only person they could track down was her husband, Brandon. Yet, Brandon was the very one who had pushed Millie down the stairs and walked out with another woman.
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