Larissa kept trembling. She could not be bothered to think where Edmund had found out that Wendy was pregnant. She dug her nails hard into her flesh, using the pain to force herself to be calm.

"You …" She gritted her teeth, her throat tight. "What do you want to do exactly?"

"I want to meet up with you," Edmund said.

Larissa gripped her phone very tightly as she asked him, "If I meet with you, will you let go of Wendy?"

"Of course." Edmund agreed very readily. "But—" His dragging out of the