Chapter 22

As we reached Navian's office, I found Owen sitting on a chair, swinging his legs and chatting happily with a nurse.

"Mommy!" he screamed, running over to me.

I scooped him up, hugged him tightly, and swirled him around which made him giggle.

"Hey, sweetheart. Did you have a good day?"

"Yes! Uncle Navian showed me his office, and I played with some toys," he said excitedly.

"That's great, baby," I said, kissing his forehead. "Let's get you home."

“Hey, Uncle Navian,” I said to Navian, who walked towards us.

“Thank you so much, Mr. Landen. You can always get back to me if there’s any issue, but I’m sure the boy will be good,” he said to whoever was on the other side of the phone.

Landen? It’s been ages since I heard that name—four years now. Really, I would have loved to glance at the man who has that name. My heart felt like it was being twisted inside.

Landen’s face flashed in my head. What would he look like after four years? Since he never searched for me, I guess he is doing perfe