Chapter 127: Our Home
Cammy’s gaze followed Dylan’s, and immediately, her expression darkened. Sitting beside Duncan was a young, blonde, slim, and unmistakably gorgeous woman.
Annie.
The sight of her sitting so casually by Duncan’s bedside sent a wave of irritation through Cammy. But what surprised her most was the absence of pain. Before, the mere thought of Annie with Duncan would have crushed her, but now? Now, it was nothing but pure annoyance.
She had brought Dylan here, hoping for a quiet father-and-son moment. Instead, she found her here.
Annie flashed a dazzling smile at Dylan and spoke in a sickeningly sweet voice. "Hi, Dylan. I’m Annie, your father’s fia—"
"Friend," Duncan swiftly interrupted, his voice firm yet cheerful. "Annie is Daddy’s friend." He turned to Dylan, smiling as if nothing was amiss. "What brings you here, my little man? It’s not lunchtime yet."
Cammy didn’t miss the flicker of irritation that flashed across Annie’s face at Duncan’s introduction. Friend? Clearly, she wasn’t happy about being downgraded in front of everyone.
Cammy smirked, crossing her arms as she locked eyes with Annie. Her glare was subtle, but the message was loud and clear—back off.
Dylan, oblivious to the tension in the room, eagerly held up his tablet. "Daddy, I made a picture for you! It’s AI-generated, but I wrote the prompts myself. Look!"
Duncan took the tablet and stared at the screen. His expression shifted instantly, his fingers tightening around the edges as his eyes drank in the image.
Cammy watched him closely, expecting a simple nod or a smile of gratitude.