A Mother

Chapter Thirteen

A Mother

Sophie’s POV

I stood in front of him, torn between going to check on my son and staying back for work; I didn't know what to do.

"You can't go anywhere; we're already late for work," he stated, pulling me toward where my bags were. "Pick up your stuff and let's move," he added before walking out of the house.

I was torn, unsure of whether to prioritize my job or my son. I packed my bags and files, then walked out of the house, wondering what could have happened to Asher and why Rose had called me. My heart raced with worry, and I was filled with fear for my son's well-being. I wanted to go check on him, but on the other hand, I couldn't afford to lose this job.

I sighed, heading out of the house and approaching the car where Maxon was waiting.

"Drop the files in the back seat and take your seat," he instructed, then hopped into the car.

I followed his orders, placing the files and laptop in the back seat. As I entered the car, my heart continued to pound, tor