Chapter 4The Name We Gave Our Son

By the time Arthur arrived, Evelyn had fallen fast asleep.

She was nestled in my arms, her little cheeks flushed.

"Chloe. It's been a long time."

Arthur didn't look much different from before. He was always handsome, and even time seemed to have treated him kindly.

His dark eyes were deep, unreadable.

I replied softly, "Long time no see."

Madison gestured toward James with her chin. "Mr. Sterling, hurry up and take your son home. He's been refusing to leave."

James sat in silence, making no move to get up.

I don't know if I imagined it, but he seemed to exchange a look with Arthur.

I turned to Madison. "Let's go. It won't be good if Evelyn wakes up."

Just as I stood up to leave, Arthur suddenly called out, "Chloe, have you been well lately?"

I frowned. "Keep your voice down."

Evelyn stirred in my arms, a bit restless.

Arthur lowered his voice, making forced conversation. "Whose child is this? She's beautiful."

His words praised Evelyn, but his eyes were fixed on me.

"Mine."

I had only been holding her for a little while, but my arms were already getting sore.

Kids really do grow fast.

Arthur's smile froze. "What?"

He stared blankly at Evelyn for a long time, then smiled again. "She's adopted, right?"

I fought the urge to roll my eyes. "Biological."

Evelyn looked so much like me, a perfect copy of my excellent genes. She obviously looked like my biological daughter.

Adopted? You're the one who's adopted!

Madison sensed my annoyance. She stepped between Arthur and me, separating us.

"It's late. Mr. Sterling should take his kid home to sleep."

With that, we left.

Madison looked back. "That old dog Arthur is still staring at you."

"Yeah. I'm staying at your place tonight."

"Stay as long as you want. What's mine is yours."

"I want the master bedroom."

"? Don't push your luck!"

"The master bedroom is bigger. I have a kid to raise. Do you have a kid to raise?"

"Hmph. You win."