Chapter 43

REESE

What on earth was Valentina Wilson doing at my house?

I gawked at her in shock, blinking repeatedly as if this was a dream, but it wasn't. Valentina was indeed standing before me, but she was as surprised as I was.

"Valentina! What the hell are you doing in my house?" I croaked out the words from my mouth, still unable to believe my eyes that Valentina was really standing before me in my house, for that matter!

She didn't answer my question, but instead, she shrieked, her voice a mix of confusion and anger.

"What am I doing here? What are you doing with my son? And whose baby is that?" She pointed at the boy in my arms, who was staring at her intensely, his eyes flaring with a strange recognition that I had never seen before.

Derek shifted in my lap, cocking his small head to look closely at Valentina. Their eyes locked for a moment, and I could feel the thick tension crackling between the two of them.

What was the meaning of this? What the hell was happening here? And what did