"I don't want one penny of your money," Jessica exclaimed, the shot ringing out across the air as she straightened, her eyes afire with a fierce independence.
"What is it, then, that you want?" Mr. Jude responded in a sarcastic tone, his voice dripping with disdain and laced with a barely concealed sense of condescension as he looked upon Jessica with an air of irritation and incredulity.
"I want you," Jessica replied, her trembling voice steadying, while her words came right from the inside of her heart. "I want the father of my unborn baby by my side through this journey of pregnancy, sharing the joy and fears, anticipation and uncertainty, with the man who helped create this life," she went on to say.
Mr. Jude's face contorted to a twist of disdain; his expression masked with disgust
