Chapter 684

Ophelia froze, staring at Kian, disbelief clouding her eyes. “Your mom drugged you? That kind of drug?”

“Yes,” Kian said, nodding, shame heavy in his voice. He had to clear the air—divorce or not, he couldn’t let Ophelia believe he was just some heartless player.

“I… I don’t believe this,” Ophelia stammered, tears spilling over. Suddenly, everything clicked—her miscarriage, sudden and unexplained, right after Mrs. Paterson’s so-called care. She’d suspected something but dismissed it as paranoia. Who would believe a grandmother could hurt her own grandchild?

Now, hearing this from Kian, she felt stupid. If Mrs. Paterson could drug her own son just to break them up, sabotaging a pregnancy wasn’t a stretch. She didn’t need more proof.

She jerked her hand away from his. “Even if she drugged you, so what? I saw you two together. Don’t tell me nothing happened. Maybe not that night—but what about afterward?”

“Ophelia, don’t you trust me?” Kian’s voice cracked, pain flashing in his eyes.