Shaking my head, I told myself he couldn't possibly know about my pregnancy since I hadn't told anyone who could have informed him.
I put on a poker face. “I don't know what's running through your head, Mr. Phoenix. Accusing me of lying when I have nothing to gain is not only pathetic but also insulting.”
His eyes searched mine. In a low and measured tone he asked, "Are you pregnant?"
The confident smile on my face disappeared, replaced by a mix of surprise and fear.
I tried to understand why he would ask such a thing. Did he hear from someone else that I was pregnant?
But even if he hit home, I was still not going to admit anything. "Of course not! Why would you even ask such a preposterous question?”
"Naturally, I must ask. The last time we were intimate, the condom broke.”
"No,
