"Are you really pregnant?" Joseph asked, his gaze skeptically sweeping from her face down to her high heels.
Wilma glanced down at her feet, realizing she had forgotten to adjust her wardrobe to appear more convincingly pregnant, a lapse in her attempt to maintain an impeccable image in front of Joseph.
She hastily explained, "It's early in the pregnancy. Wearing high heels won't hurt."
Joseph's expression slightly darkened, but he remained silent, simply instructing Liam, "Drive."
"Where are we going?" Wilma's voice quivered slightly.
Joseph's continued silence made her uneasy.
Cautiously, she probed, "Are you expecting this baby?"
Joseph met her gaze with a stern look, his face showing no warmth.
After a long pause, he finally spoke, "I am if it really is my baby."
Wilma's heart
