Page 137 of Liberating Lily

She flinched. Harvey immediately felt bad about his harsh words, not because he didn’t mean them, but because he didn’t want to hurt her.

That was the very last thing he wanted to do.

“I suppose you’re right,” she said. “Where is she now? Did she go home? Were the police called?”

“No, we didn’t call the police,” he said. “We’re leaving it for the moment. We cleaned up any evidence that we were ever there. Your mother is staying with Ronan at the moment while we try to figure out what to do with her.”

“But won’t you get into trouble for that? She’ll tell someone. Is he keeping her there against her will?”

“Yeah, Michaela is there looking after her.”

“What if she has to has a check-in with the police since she’s on bail?”

“This won’t take that long,” he told her. “And we need to get what information we can out of her.”

She nodded. “You’re right. Hopefully, she’ll talk to you. I’m sorry you have to go through that.”

“Dealing with your mother? Not my favorite thing. But there’s little I would do for you.”

She leaned against him. “I don’t deserve you.”

Harvey kissed the top of her head. “It’s entirely the other way around, baby.”

“Did you find anything on the doctor’s computer? Was someone threatening him? I wonder who killed him.”

“Paddy is searching through it all. As soon as he finds anything, he’s going to send a message to the police. They’ll probably raid the clinic and figure out what’s going on.”

“Do you have any clue what actually is going on?” she asked, sitting up so she could look up at him. He clenched his teeth together. It took everything in him to remain calm.

“We don’t have it all, and I’d rather wait to tell you until I know everything that there is to know. Paddy’s going through it all today, and he should have some reports for me soon.”

“I want to be there when he tells you.”

He immediately shook his head. That wasn’t happening. There was no way that she was going to hear about it at the same time he did, because he knew he was going to heavily filter what she learned.

“No, not happening.”

“Yes, it is happening, and I want to see Mother as well.”

“Definitely not happening. End of story.”

Sitting her down on the sofa, he walked into the kitchen. “I’m going to make us breakfast. Is there anything you feel like?”

She stared after him in surprise. The way he’d just spoken to her wasn’t like Harvey at all. There was no smile, no teasing. He was holding himself deeply under control, and he was hard to read.

The way he just said no to her without any real explanation made her wonder if he knew more than he was letting on.

She swallowed heavily and wrapped her arms around her waist. What if whatever he found out made him turn away from her? What if it disgusted him? Oh my God, what had he found?

Her heart started to race and her breathing grew faster. What had Dr. Wallace and her mother done to her, and who killed Dr. Wallace?

Getting up, she tried to move, but the blanket got tangled around her feet, and she started to fall. Before her face could smash against the floor, Harvey caught her, lifting her up into his arms.

“Baby, what are you doing? You nearly fell over. What’s wrong?”

It was getting harder and harder to breathe.

He seemed to realize what she needed and sat her down, pulling the blanket off her.