Fabian had stayed the entire night with Mia at the hospital. Thankfully, her fever had dropped quickly. Early the next morning, he drove Mia and Gina back to their villa.
"Mia, Daddy will come see you again in a few days."
Knowing her dad was always busy with work, Mia nodded obediently and happily skipped into the house.
Once she was inside, the warmth in Fabian's expression vanished. He had no intention of talking to Gina and turned to leave without a word.
Gina quickly stepped in front of him, confused and anxious. "Fabian, did I do something wrong?"
He hadn't planned to confront her, but he hadn't expected her to stoop so low—using their daughter just to make him stay.
A little girl under seven... what would she understand? And yet, her own mother used her as a pawn
