Chapter 194 Whose Fault?

• Leah lay with her eyes closed, still savoring the memory of her flirtatious and intense morning with Stefano. Her body was relaxed, wrapped in the lingering warmth of his touch—until a sudden knock at the door pulled her back into reality.
• She stirred lazily, stretching before rising to her feet and walking to the door. When she opened it, she was surprised to see Nia standing there. The little girl looked nervous, fidgeting with the stuffed toy in her hands, her small face uncertain.
• “Hey, sweetie. Come inside,” Leah said gently, bending down and caressing her cute, chubby cheek.