Chapter forty The door slowly opened. Philip stood there for a few seconds, staring into Elena's room.He had expected to feel nervous, but something else had taken over.Curiosity.He stepped inside and quietly closed the door behind him.Everything looked almost exactly as he remembered it. The large bed was neatly made, the curtains were drawn, and the room was spotless.Philip looked around carefully.“Why would you change the lock if you had nothing to hide?” he whispered.He moved toward the bedside table and opened the first drawer.There was nothing inside it.The second drawer contained some jewelry and a few receipts.He moved to the wardrobe and he searched through the clothes but found nothing unusual.Philip frowned.“Elena wouldn't change the lock just because I searched the room once.”He walked back toward the desk and stared through the neatly stacked files.There were several documents neatly arranged on top of it. Most of them were company papers, but one caught hi

Chapter Forty-TwoElena's eyes remained closed for a few seconds before Philip slowly pulled away.Neither of them spoke.Elena opened her eyes and stared at him. Her breathing had changed, and there was confusion written all over her face.“Why did you do that?” she asked quietly.Philip looked at her without saying anything.She stepped closer.“You've spent the past few days telling me you don't trust me. You've been searching my things, accusing me, talking about divorce, and now you kiss me?”Philip forced himself to remain calm, “I don't know.”He knew that was the best way to make sure Elena doesn't get to know about the phone. “You don't know?”He shook his head slightly.“You were getting too close.”Elena frowned.“To what?”Philip's heart jumped. He glanced toward her face, then looked away.“I was tired of arguing.” he said flatly. “That doesn't answer my question.” Elena said back. “I don't have to answer every question you ask.”Elena stared at him.For a moment, she

Chapter Forty-FourPhilip waited until dinner was over before he went upstairs.He had barely stepped into his room when he pulled out the secret phone again.He locked the door behind him and sat on the edge of the bed.His mind was still on the files.He opened the phone again and stared at the four files.His thumb hovered over the one marked 2009.He wanted to open it. More than anything, he wanted to know what happened that year.But something stopped him.If someone had gone through so much trouble to hide these records, there was probably a reason.He locked the phone and placed it on the bed.His own phone vibrated and he picked it up.It was Mark and Philip answered immediately.“Where are you?”“Where am I going to be at this time of the day? I am home.”“Are you alone?” Mark asked Philip glanced toward the bedroom door.“Yes.”Mark lowered his voice, “Then listen carefully. I found something.”Philip sat up. His brows furrowed slightly.“What did you find?”“I went back thr

Chapter Forty-SixPhilip drove through the quiet streets without saying a word.Elena sat beside him, watching him from the corner of her eyes.She had expected him to be angry. She had expected him to tell her to stay home but instead, he had agreed almost too easily.That was what bothered her.“Where exactly are we going?” she asked again.Philip kept his eyes on the road. His hand gripped the wheel tightly. “I told you. I'm meeting some friends.” he said “You haven't told me where.” Elena said again. “You'll know when we get there.”Elena frowned, “You've become very secretive lately.”Philip smiled slightly, “Maybe I'm learning from you. Isn't that what you do most of the time?” She stared at him, “I don't like this version of you.”Philip glanced at her briefly, “I'm sure you don't. You should get used to it because I don't plan on changing.” He continued driving.His phone was connected to the car, but he had deliberately turned off the screen so Elena wouldn't see the me

Chapter Forty eight“Enough about those boys. We are here to have fun.”One of Mark’s old friends dropped two bottles of beer on the table and pulled out a chair.“Can both of you stop looking like you are planning a murder for one night?”Mark laughed while Philip looked at him and shook his head.“You have no idea.” he said with a smirk.“That is exactly why I don't want to know,” the man replied, opening his beer. “Drink.”Philip picked up the bottle, but his mind was still on the phone sitting inside his jacket.The 2009 file.He could not stop thinking about it.Someone had taken his blood when he was younger.Someone had paid for it and somehow, years later, Dr. Hayes appeared in the middle of his DNA test.There had to be a connection. It can't be a coincidence.But he had learned enough to know that rushing into the wrong conclusion could destroy everything.Across the room, Elena was laughing with Catherine and the other women.For the first time that evening, she looked relax