Page 231 of Triplet Babies for my Ex's Best Friend

She folds her hands together, then unfolds them. “After I was discharged, Luci and I went to Brewed Awakening.”

“I know.”

Her eyes flash. “Of course you do.”

“The driver told me.”

“Right. Billionaire surveillance package.”

I smile. “I was worried.”

“I know.” Then she draws a breath. “Bryce showed up.”

Everything in me goes cold. “What?”

“With Celeste.”

I stand before I decide to move. “He came near you?”

“Ethan—”

“He came near you after the gala?”

“Yes.”

My vision sharpens dangerously. “What did he say?”

Addy presses one hand against the couch cushion. “Sit down.”

“I don’t want to sit down.”

“That’s very clear from the whole murder statue thing you’re doing, but I need you to sit down.”

I sit.

She tells me. Bryce walking into the café. Luci standing. Sophie ready to commit a pastry-based assault. Bryce asking to talk. Bryce snapping at Celeste. Bryce looking at Addy’s stomach.

My stomach turns to ice.

“Then he asked if it was yours,” she says.

“He asked what?” I say softly.

Addy watches me carefully. “Ethan.”

“He looked at you, in public, after everything he’s done, and asked if the baby was mine?”

“He was trying to hurt me.”

“I know exactly what he was trying to do.

My voice has gone calm.

Too calm.

Addy notices. “Please don’t do anything that requires Luci to bail you out.”

“I have lawyers for that.”