Chapter 172 Gift-Wrapped Rowan
- Ethan’s stern gaze swept across the room, taking in the furnishings from the coffee table to some mugs, then to the wet laundry drying out on the balcony.
- Everything was as normal as it could be. Except for women’s necessities, there were only children’s clothes and some toys. There was nothing suggesting that a man might be living there.
- Why does she not want me to come in, then? Ethan wondered.