EMILY'S POV
It was already two long hours after I explained my current situation with Dante, and she still seemed to be in shock.
"Madame Ferrari." She suddenly whispered as we walked out of the garden, making me burst into laughter.
"Agatha, please stop already."
"But that's what you are now." She insisted.
"I'm sure you forget the part where this marriage is only until his baby is born."
"But what are the odds?" She whispered.
"That what?"
"That he caught you pleasuring yourself roughly a month ago, and then put his baby in you few weeks after..."
"Agatha!" I whisper-yelled, cutting her off as soon as my brain registered her first statement. I looked around to make sure no one heard her.
She gave a sheepish smile, shrugging.
Just as we approached the entrance of the mansion
