Stiffly, she backed out of the wardrobe, casting a wary glance at the door–thankfully, no one was there.

It took a while before the man emerged, his casual attire starkly contrasting with his usual suits–more youthful and rakish.

Whitney’s eyes darted around nervously as the man approached, studying her crimson face.

His gaze playful, he teased without hesitation, “It’s natural, isn’t it? How else did you get pregnant?”

Speechless, Whitney could not fathom why he would even mention it. She fled, feigning ignorance.

Watching her retreat, the man’s handsome lips curved into a smile.

In the hallway, Whitney cooled down until her stomach growled audibly.

The man stepped out, hearing it, and his expression darkened. “Have you not eaten all day?

Is this how you treat my child?” He glared at her belly solemnly.

Embarrassed, Whitney glanced at her watch–it was already four in the afternoon.

She hung her head, “Sorry, I forgot…”

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Chapter 13

furrowed brows, he

Club’s dining area, with its luxurious pavilions

imposing man personally ensured she was served a pregnancy–friendly meal, the manager nodding respectfully at

admiring his dizzying profile, wished she could see past

joining me

menu.” No sooner had

it was not her, and shot a glance

His face tensed slightly.

not help but giggle, her lips a rosy hue. “Have you not eaten all day either?”

a look that warned against

obediently, but nudged the dish

a seat opposite

Since they were not well

manners.

vegetables–beans, corn–landed on

frowned, “I

baby does,” he

barely one–month–old embryo

she was

she ate, disheartened, a woman approached their table and snapped a photo of

sneer. “Well, Whitney, you’ve got the guts

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