Chapter Fifty-Seven

Lauren's POV

“Darla,” Damien called out to her in a scolding tone, but it was too late.

I was now staring back and forth between Damien and Conrad, waiting for one of them to give me an explanation on what was happening without me having to ask.

“Is somebody going to tell me what she means by that? I was with your nephew before I got married to you? How? What happened?” I questioned, suddenly feeling stupid and used. It was as if they were all in on something that they were laughing about behind my back.

“Say something, Damien,” I said, using my leg to nudge his own.

“There’s nothing we can say that would make it all feel better unless you get your memories back. A lot happened between you and Conrad. I can only tell you that there’s no animosity,” Damien assured me.

“I wouldn’t say that,” Conrad argued. “You have not picked up any of Shirley’s calls, and you have been ignoring her texts. I would say there’s a bit of animosity on your side.”