Chapter 547

Isabella’s POV

Damien, or Gerald as I secretly knew him, was bouncing with excitement, his tiny hand clutching the edge of the shopping cart as he pointed out every fruit he claimed to love.

“I like bananas, Daddy! Oh, and apples too! But mangoes are my favorite!” Damien exclaimed, his voice carrying through the store.

Logan chuckled, a rare sound these days, and I forced a smile, playing my role as the doting partner. “We’ll get some mangoes then, sweetheart,” I said, keeping my tone light and sweet.

As Logan reached for a bag of apples, I let my eyes wander. The sight of Damien…no, Gerald…chatting away so innocently made my stomach twist. 

I couldn’t help but think of how everything could crumble if Logan ever discovered the truth. 

He had no idea that Damien wasn’t his biological son, that the perfect family he believed in was a carefully constructed illusion.

Suddenly, Logan’s voice snapped me out