"Carmela."
Nix stood dumbstruck, his eyes locked on the woman in the wheelchair. His heart pounded violently against his ribs, as though trying to break free.
"I'm a pregnant woman, for goodness' sake! Don't you have any women at home?" she snapped, bursting into tears completely unaware that the man before her was frozen to the ground. "What kind of bodyguard are you? Give me your identity number, I'll have Liam fire you immediately!"
Tom, who was returning with the cake he'd promised, couldn't help but notice the growing crowd of onlookers. Their attention was fixed in one direction. He followed their gaze and froze seeing Nix rooted there like a statue, while Elisa sobbed uncontrollably. His heart skipped a beat; it felt like his worst fears had just come true. Without wasting a second, he hurried over.
"Elisa, what's going on? Nix?" His eyes darted between the weeping woman and the motionless man.
