Chapter 7

Zach looked like he'd been through hell and back, completely miserable.

He was the heir to Sorensen Corporation, the golden boy who oozed confidence and charm. But it was like all that had disappeared overnight.

His cheeks were sunken, his eyes bloodshot, and dark circles were under them. He looked like he'd just crawled out of a nightmare.

Zach's voice was rough as he said, "Celia, I-I don't want a divorce."

After a brief silence, he struggled to keep going. "I-I'll take responsibility for what happened with Shawn… and also for the unborn baby…"

He looked down, trembling all over from the pain. "B-But I've thought it through. I can fix this."

I scoffed. "Fix it? How? Can you bring Shawn back to life?"

"I…" Zach clenched his fists, then relaxed them in defeat. "I can't, but…"

He met my gaze, his eyes filled with hope and desperation. "But Celia, we can still have kids. We're still young. We're still in our 30s. We can have as many as you want. I'm ready to start a family with