Terry stiffened at her voice. Slowly, he turned his head and looked up at her. "Lisa? What are you doing here?" He forced a smile and said with a crack in his voice.

Lisa was surprised by the haggard look on his face. "Are you tired from traveling abroad? You look so terrible. Why don't you go home and rest first? You can continue what you're doing after you've rested," she said as she approached him.

"When did you get back today? You didn't even call me when you got off the plane."

Terry did not answer her. Instead, he suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed his face onto her belly.

"What's wrong? Did... something happen?" Lisa asked, a little stunned. Her voice was so gentle, but it felt like a crushing weight on his chest.

How could he tell her? His mother was the mastermind behind her and their child's close encounter with death! How was he going to tell her the truth? The only justice he had done for them was just to keep his mother confined in her residence fo