Wasted Love for a Tycoon

Summary

The effects of the C-section anesthetic had just worn off when Donovan suddenly spoke to me.

“The little bird I’m keeping lost her cat. I have to go help her find it.”

I stared at our baby in the incubator, my voice trembling with disbelief.

“I nearly died giving you a child, and you’re leaving me to go find another woman’s cat?”

He adjusted his cufflinks, his tone matter-of-fact.

“The baby has nurses and a nanny. Nothing will happen.”

“But that’s a cat she’s had for three years. It’s like her child.”

Pain shot through my incision, and I gasped, tears blurring my vision.