Chapter 110 Kian Callington
- “Celeste, Celeste, calm down. Speak slowly. What happened? And who is Summer?” Logan asked, his blood already boiling as tears streamed down Celeste’s face.
- Damn, he hated this so much. Tears in his wife’s eyes.
- “Come on, babe. Come.” He led her to the living room, which was adjoined to the kitchen on the side. Logan made a cup of coffee as Celeste sat, her face in her palms while she sobbed.