Chapter 3

The man’s gaze flickered back, his emotions unreadable. “You’re not willing?”

Whitney bit her lip, troubled. She barely knew him, yet a child was on the way–a result of an unexpected

encounter.-

He sauntered over, lifting her chin with a firm grip, admiring her beautiful, youthful face and tender red lips. “Some things I’d rather handle myself,” he said, his voice a low rumble.

Whitney paused, confused.

His lips twisted into a sly smile, though his tone remained serious. “But I have a profound respect for life. We’re going to have this baby.”

His assertiveness took her aback, and Whitney suddenly understood his meaning. Her face flushed with embarrassment.

He strode coldly towards the door, which was suddenly blocked by an excited voice. “Little brat, if you dare come out tonight, I’ll keel over right here!”

And then the sound of the door locking!

Whitney, bewildered, asked, “Who’s that outside?”

“Your mother–in–law, Natalie.”

Whitney was speechless.

He returned with a dark expression, pulling her towards the bed. His voice was a low, enticing whisper, “Will you play along?”

“With what?”

“Acting out our wedding night.”

Speechless, Whitney looked up into his mature eyes that seemed to swallow her whole. Her cheeks burned

even hotter as she realized what he meant. “But I… I don’t know how.”

He frowned, then suddenly pinned her to the headboard, his hands reaching for the ties of her dress.

“Ah! What are you doing?”

“Do you know how now?” He asked, one eyebrow raised in mischief.

Giggles of delight sounded from beyond the door. “Thank the Lord, the boy finally knows what he’s doing!”

Pinned awkwardly beneath him, Whitney’s bare shoulders glistened like cream, and he glanced over them, his gaze darkening as he inhaled a sweet fragrance.

power of his muscles, her ears burning with a dangerous sensation. She just wanted him to leave and

Your wife is carrying our

her flushed face, he asked, “Are you trying to get

wide and innocent. “Is that enough?”

He did not press further, standing up and releasing

sat down on the sofa, casually removing his

had every

the head of the bed, glancing nervously at the door. “Are we

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tonight?”

to?” He asked, picking up a magazine and sparing her a

know what to

chuckle, he added, “Do you think I’d stoop to

serious, calling her a ‘young

SO I ”

he that much older than her? She eyed his enigmatic silver mask, filled with curiosity about what lay beneath. Was it

crawled under the covers. The room went

seem to know everything about me, sir. May I know how old you are? Your surname?”

Silence.

He ignored her.

something Whitney, of a distinguished family herself, recognized as the

His deep voice broke the stillness as Whitney was on

just an initial, no name. Who was this man,

was greeted by Natalie’s beaming

are a perfect match. Tell me, did my son hurt you last night? If he did, I’ll give him

mother–in–law, her pale complexion the

gaze drifted to the dining table’s far end, where a man in a white shirt and black trousers sat, still wearing that

accustomed to

and Natalie seemed unfazed by

curiosity. Who was he,

it’s clean as a whistle. Should I put it away?”

over, not

noticed her curiosity and explained with a chuckle, “It’s a bridal handkerchief used for the wedding night. It’s a family tradition. Seems the staff don’t

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up such outdated nonsense,” the man

to

He leaned close to Whitney, his

with him lingering so close, his cool masculine scent oppressive and

scooped up a spoonful of the bird’s nest soup and

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