Chapter 66 Under The Same Roof

She’s his wife, she’s his wife, Roxanne kept repeating to herself silently as she prepared the soup and carried it to the dining table. Her son was chattering away in his big blue playpen, surrounded by a set of toys that Van Dyke had ordered and got delivered to the house a little while ago. But her heart squeezed in pain as she recalled the moment when she had watched the big man carrying his wife easily in his strong arms. And Isabel had made a show of being helpless, sighing and winding her arms around Van Dyke’s neck, clinging to him. Fighting down the searing pain of jealousy that flooded her, Roxanne nodded at the silent maid, who was indicating that she would help to carry the rest of the dishes.