Why wasn't he answering her?
She was so desperate to know the answer. What was he thinking?
"Um..." she hesitated before softly asking, "What would you do if I were pregnant?"
He paused, narrowing his eyes as he scrutinized every expression on her face. Her reaction made him doubt, "Are you pregnant?"
His voice was cold, and her heart sank.
She felt so foolish, didn't she?
"Tell me, are you pregnant?" He tilted her chin up, gazing at her with an icy intensity that held no warmth.
Her heart ached; it hurt so much. This child was indeed unwanted.
She wanted to strike him fiercely. If he didn't want her to have a baby, why did he give her this chance?
Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to sound casual. "No." But her voice betrayed a hint of sadness, and fearing he wouldn't beli
