Emilia’s POV
“What’s happening?” Adrian’s thundering voice echoed, and everyone turned to the door.
“She… she hit me. You have to send her packing, Adrian,” Moreen cried, tears streaming down her face like the real actress she was.
“And why would I do that?” he asked coldly.
“Come on, Adrain, you can’t be blinded by her beauty. She hit me… the mother of your unborn baby.” Moreen stressed every word as if the message wasn’t clear since last night.
“Baby… I like the sound of that.” Adrian smiled coldly, then slowly walked over to me.
“What do you say about us having one of our own?” he asked, and my breath seized.
“What?” I murmured, but he just smirked. His hand reached out to me. I didn’t know what I was thinking, but I took his, and in just seconds, he pulled me closer.
“You didn’
