The Unwanted Wife and Her Secret Twins (Mia and Kyle) novel Chapter 172

**Mia's POV**

Kyle stands in the hallway, looking simultaneously immaculate and disheveled. His gray eyes are intense, almost feverish as they lock onto mine.

"Mia," he says, my name a breath of relief on his lips.

"Come," I inform him coolly, stepping back to allow him entry. "I'm not feeling well, and I need to rest. So spit it out."

He enters cautiously, his gaze sweeping over me with an assessment that's both professional and intimately familiar. "You look pale. Have you eaten today?"

The question irritates me more than it should.

"My eating habits aren't your concern, Kyle," I reply, closing the door behind him.

He moves into the living room but remains standing. "You've seen the press conference," he says.

"The entire world has seen the press conference," I counter.

A muscle ticks in his jaw. "It wasn't a publicity stunt, Mia."

"Oh?" I raise an eyebrow. "Then what would you call it? A spontaneous declaration of undying love? In front of cameras, reporters, the entire business world?"

"The truth," he says simply.

I laugh.

"I needed to set the record straight. To make it clear that none of this was your fault. That you didn't trap me, manipulate me, use me for my money or position."

"And you couldn't have done that with the statement we agreed on?"

"It wasn't strong enough," he insists.

"Please, enlighten me. What your self-indulgent performance for?"

His eyes narrow at my choice of words. "Is that what you think it was? Self-indulgence?"

"What else would you call it?" I shoot back. "You turned a straightforward PR statement into a one-man show. 'I fully intend to win back my wife's trust and love,'" I quote, mimicking his serious tone.

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