Chapter 7

Evelyn stared at him, her expression unreadable. Mason frowned, and Richard felt the absurdity of the moment hit him all at once. In three years, this was the first time he had ever claimed that title in front of anyone.

"Husband?" Mason scoffed. "Mr. Lane, what a devoted husband you are. Your wife has terminal stomach cancer with three months to live, and you're only finding out now?"

Terminal stomach cancer. Three months. Every word drove into Richard's chest like a spike of ice. He turned to Evelyn. Her eyes were closed, and her lashes trembled, but she didn't deny…