Chapter 582 Does She Not Want Me Anymore?
‘Had Fiona left again?
‘Did Fiona not believe me?
‘Did Fiona not want me anymore?’ Darwin thought.
Endless thoughts like these swirled in Darwin's mind, causing his chest to tighten painfully.
He walked to the front door, stood there for a while, then used his fingerprint to unlock it.
Darkness greeted his eyes.
In the past, no matter how late he returned, Fiona would leave the porch light on for him.
Darwin's heart felt like it was being crushed.
However, the next second, he heard a voice calling out for him.
"Darwin?"
He stiffened.
Then, panicked, he strode forward and swept the person in the dark into his arms, holding her close.
"You didn't leave..." He sounded as if he had narrowly escaped a dire fate.
"Where would I go?" Fiona's realization dawned. "Did you think I had left?"
"Yeah." Darwin's voice trembled slightly.
He then tightened his hold on her.
Fiona smiled helplessly. "You're holding me too tight, I can barely breathe."
"Why didn't you leave a light on for me?" Darwin sounded visibly upset.
"I did, but the light bulb blew out suddenly." Fiona waved her arm. "I fell asleep on the couch and was too lazy to get up. I figured I'd have someone fix it tomorrow; I didn't expect you'd come back."
"Why didn't you sleep in bed?" Darwin inquired. "Were you waiting for me?"
Fiona gently rubbed his back. "Darwin, although it's a bit late... Happy Birthday."
Darwin buried his face into Fiona's neck.
"How did you get back?" Fiona asked.
"I found an airport that had flights to other places. I flew to a nearby country first and then caught a connecting flight back here," Darwin explained.
"Didn't I tell you not to rush?" Fiona expressed her exasperation lightly. "You're so picky with food; airport meals don't suit your taste. You must have hardly eaten anything on your way, right?"
"Yeah." Darwin nodded.
Eating was the last thing on Darwin's mind during his anxious journey back home.
"I'll make you some spaghetti," Fiona said, patting his back.
Moments later, a warm yellow light filled the kitchen. Fiona cooked the spaghetti and reheated the dish she had prepared for Darwin, setting it on the counter.
"Let's eat."
Darwin's gaze remained fixed on her.
Soon, he reached out, pulled Fiona's neck toward him, and kissed her. He planted several kisses before finally stopping to eat.
Fiona sat opposite him, keeping him company as he ate.
"Chicago and Charles waited up for you for a long time. They couldn't stay awake past ten and went to bed. They'll be delighted to see you tomorrow."
While eating his spaghetti, Darwin asked, "Aren't you going to ask about Lilian?"
"After you're done eating." Fiona frowned slightly. "Let's not discuss things that can upset the stomach while eating."
Finally, Darwin smiled.
Then, he reassured her, "Don't worry, nothing bad will happen. Lilian... she'll only face the consequences of her actions. I already told you last time was the final straw, this time I won't let her off."
"Eat," Fiona encouraged, though she thought Darwin might not yet be aware of the possibility of in vitro fertilization.
"Okay." Darwin nodded, clearly hungry.
Perhaps it was also because after ten years, the taste of Fiona's spaghetti delighted him excessively. He didn't leave a drop of soup.
After finishing the meal, Fiona urged Darwin to take a shower.
When he came out hoping for a more intimate moment with Fiona, she held his chin and told him, "The baby Lilian is carrying is likely yours."
Darwin's good mood vanished in an instant. "I thought you were waiting for me to come back, to make me some spaghetti, and give me a kiss... I thought you believed me," he said, his eyes reddening with anger as he rose to leave.
Fiona pulled him back in. "I do believe you. I do."
"You believe me and yet you say things like that? I've never touched Lilian, not even once!" Darwin's brows were furrowed tight.
"Why are you getting so heated?" Fiona teased, looping her arms around his neck and peppering kisses on his lips. "You’re acting more impatient than Chicago in a traffic jam. Won't you even let me finish what I'm saying?"
Everyone knew that it only took Fiona three seconds to pacify Darwin. Though his brow remained knotted, his anger clearly subsided as he waited for Fiona to finish speaking.
"Do you remember what your Grandma and Anniston did to ensure the Solomon family had an heir when you were in a coma after the car accident?"
Darwin's expression was indifferent. "You guessed it, didn’t you?"
Fiona pounded the bed in frustration. "I knew it was that!"
Seeing her reaction, the last bit of Darwin's irritation faded away, and his features softened. "I told you to relax; nothing she’s imagining is going to happen," Darwin said, leaning in to kiss Fiona.
Fiona was confused. Hearing Darwin's words, he must have known how Lilian's child was conceived. Yet he remained calm.
"Honey, you wouldn't be thinking of silencing Lilian, would you? I've thought about it too, but it's not feasible. If something happens to her now, we'd be the prime suspects!" Fiona dodged Darwin's kiss, urgently advising him.
Darwin chuckled, "You've thought about taking out Lilian? Wow, my wife has a vicious streak..."
"Darwin, I’m being serious here, not flirting with you. Be serious!" Fiona pinched his cheek, her tone stern. "If she goes through with a DNA test, your reputation will be ruined. What are Charles and Chicago supposed to think of you then?"
"Let her do the test if she wants. No matter whose child it is, the results won’t say it’s mine." Darwin wrapped his arms around Fiona's waist, pulling her close. "Our business matters first, let's not talk about her anymore..."
Darwin's callous statement, claiming the child's identity wouldn't affect him regardless of parentage, raised doubts about his comprehension of the situation.
There was no chance for her to probe further. His kisses fell like a torrential storm.
The next morning, the news of Darwin's late-night return to the country was trending online.
At eight o'clock, Darwin himself, through his lawyer, formally initiated a legal action against Lilian.
Shortly after, Darwin himself went online, shared a post, and added a comment, "Let me reaffirm once again, I and Ms. Lilian have never had any intimate relationship, and I am readily available for a paternity test."
The comment section exploded immediately.
Fiona couldn't get up.
Darwin brought breakfast to the room for her to eat.
"Should I be doing anything?" she asked weakly, lying on the bed, raising a hand which Darwin instinctively caught and held in his own.
"No need," Darwin said, holding her hand and lightly kissing it.
In that instant, Fiona's memory, which had been scrambled by Thalassa's sudden appearance the day before, began to refocus.
She slowly opened her eyes. "Darwin, were you drowning in the lake at the park and then saved by Lilian? Do you remember which park it was? At day or night?"
"Central Park, at night, why?"
She sat up abruptly.
"Are you sure it's Central Park? Around the onset of fall, right? Directly in front of where you fell in, was there a very thick banyan tree?" Fiona gestured to show the size.
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