Chapter 75

Your kids are lovely, Maeve. You did a really great job all on your own," Roman expressed sincerely. His words, laden with admiration.

Maeve couldn't raise her head; she couldn't look him in the eyes right now. A lump formed painfully in her throat, making it hard to breathe as she held back tears.

Tears threatened, held back by a determined resolve, and breathing became an arduous task under the