Chapter 581

Logan’s POV

He beamed. “Lily! My mom loves Lily flowers!”

The ground beneath me seemed to shift.

My chest tightened.

L.

Lily flowers.

No. It couldn’t be.

My voice was barely above a whisper when I asked, “What’s your mother’s name?”

The little boy opened his mouth to answer, but before he could, a familiar voice interrupted. “Little man!”

Jason.

I clenched my jaw as he appeared out of nowhere, his eyes sharp and calculating as he approached.

His steps were quick, his face void of any warmth as he reached for the boy.

He picked him up, holding him close as if shielding him from me.

Our eyes locked.

A silent war.

Hatred burned between us, raw and unspoken.

Jason knew.

He knew what I was thinking.

And from the way his grip on the boy tightened, he wasn’t going to let me get any closer.

I stood there, frozen, as Jason carried the little boy