“Sophie, what?”
Axel’s eyes squinted at Sophie. He could not believe what he just heard. Sophie sounded doubtful. Her questions were unreasonable, like she was pushing him to say something she wanted to hear. Where did she even get the idea that he only wanted a baby because his past lover, Rebecca, was pregnant?
“Isn’t it true?” Sophie continued avoiding his eyes. “What Rousel said was a fact that it angered you. You said about wanting an heir, all of a sudden, and I thought it was strange. Now, it all makes sense. It wasn’t because you desired it. You wanted to save a face, Axel.”
“You don’t believe me…” Axel’s gaze turned cold as he inwardly realized it. “Why?”
“It’s not that I don’t believe you, Axel.” Sophie shook her head. “You’re not just telling the truth––“
“And Rousel is?”
