Chapter 139. The Miracle He Prayed For (2)

ROBERT

I chuckled deeply and chose not to answer Renee when she asked me why I was calling her my wife.

Dropping a tender kiss on her hair, the soft strands brushing against my lips, I dropped another kiss on her cheek and was about to move to her lips when she asked a question that made me freeze.

"What happened, Robert?"

I stilled.

"What happened?" She repeated, tilting her head to meet my gaze.

I couldn't help the small growl that escaped. I shook my head, no.

“No?” I tried to look away, but she cradled my face and pulled it back to hers. "Talk to me, Robert. I want to know. The last thing I remember was drinking something that made my stomach turn and…" She paused. “Before that, I saw a man."

I raised a brow. “What man?"

"The Aspen man," she said, and my brows furrowed even more.

"What Aspen man?"

"I didn't tell you." She exhaled slowly. "Remember the art exhibition in Aspen?” She asked, and I nodded.