“I’m a… What?” Anton knitted his brows briefly, then turned his head to Olivia. “Umm… Wait.” He closed his eyes and breathed slowly. A while ago, he was on cloud nine, but with Cassie’s news, his body trembled like he was immersed in a river with water below zero degrees.
Arman groaned, sitting on the nearby egg chair and placing his hand on the back of his neck to massage his nape. He felt like his blood pressure went up five times his normal BP. He had no problem with Anton marrying Cassie. She was his responsibility, but Cassie was a minor. It is possible his son could be charged for sleeping with a sixteen-year-old.
“Can we…” Anton swallowed hard, glancing at his father, and then approached Cassie. “Can we talk in private?”
Tears rolled down her cheeks as she began to sob. Cassie k
