Chapter 1052

Holy cow?! We're really doing this?! Alright then, I guess Connor's the king of jealousy. Flora felt a mix of amusement and exasperation as she turned over, and Connor's hand, which had been resting comfortably on her waist, slipped to her stomach. She eyed him playfully, "Connor, are you trying to tell me something? Like, maybe you want me to whip up some clothes for you?"

Connor just pursed his lips and stayed quiet. That silence spoke volumes.

Flora couldn't resist teasing him, "But you know, designing clothes is a lot of work, and I'm feeling too lazy for that. Plus, you've got your own team of fancy designers."

"Oh." Connor's lips thinned further, and she caught a flicker of disappointment in his eyes. Flora gently grasped his hand on her stomach.

"However" she paused with a mischievous glint, and as expected, Connor's attention snapped back to her. Her lips curled into a cheeky smile as she guided his hand upwards, "But if you treat me extra special... I might just consider it." Treat her right, huh? How exactly?

Connor's Adam's apple bobbed, his dark eyes deepening like ink, carrying a warmth that could pull anyone in...

...

In a run-down apartment, things were getting heated.

the money yet?!" Liam

actually holding back their

pay off Bruce. You need to stop gambling. Our son's got school, and we still owe tuition for this semester..." Peyton said, huddled over, her voice trembling. Liam smacked

used to the abuse,

anger only grew, "We've taken care of

better fork

or she'll regret it."

real nice to her, right? If she doesn't pay up, I'll have a

day, no wonder a big shot like Henrik's interested, Liam

you, I'd

and now some

"Bang, bang, bang!"

door was hammered

vanished, replaced by cowardice as he

peephole and went pale, "It's Bruce, he's here for the

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