Chapter 85: Whose Child Is It?

Prisley arrived home to find Mark pacing anxiously in the living room. He had already been informed by Jack that Heather had also attended the meeting.

Mark was uneasy, worried that there might have been some interaction between Prisley and Heather. Thankfully, Jack had reassured him that there had been nothing unusual on Heather's end. He and Prisley had not had any direct contact and had even sat far apart from each other.

Yet, the tension in Mark’s mind hadn’t fully eased. He was still afraid that there might be something happening in the shadows that he couldn’t control.

Prisley looked visibly tired. She changed into loose-fitting loungewear and slumped lazily onto the sofa.

Mark, feeling her exhaustion, gently massaged her shoulders. "I told you not to go. See? Now you're worn out."

Prisley closed her eyes, enjoying the warmth from Mark’s hands. A faint smile appeared on her lips, tinged with a bit of helplessness. "But I couldn’t miss work. The project is already behind. If I le