I'm pregnant Sir Behave Yourself by Daphne

There were many things the boy still did not understand, so he stood at the bathroom door and waited for his father to come out after his shower.

When Luke emerged from the shower, he only had a towel around his waist. He was completely shirtless, his well-toned chest glistening with sexy water droplets.

"Dad, I'm sure Miss Bea has parents too, so why do you have to raise her?" Blanche could not figure that part out.

Luke sat down, spreading his legs and wiping his dripping hair with his towel. He asked, "How old are you? How old is she?"

"Hmm, I'm five..." Blanche replied. "But I don't know how old she is."

Luke looked at his son and replied seriously, "You're five and she's twenty-four. You two are nineteen years apart. You'll grow up very soon, and you'll become a grown man just like me. When that happens, you'll have a career and a dream you want to pursue. At that time, I'll be in my fifties, soon to grow old. The same goes for your Miss Bea. One day, we'll become as old as your great-grandfather, but plenty of time will pass before that. A man's shoulders tend to be stronger than a woman's when it comes to withstanding

matters of life and death, sickness and old age, under all that stress and pressure."

The boy nodded firmly!

He knew that. Dad told him before that a man's shoulders were meant to support the entire family, young and old.

Blanche thought it over again and said, "But Miss Bea will have her husband and kids. Dad, are you going to take care of Miss Bea and her husband?"

If so, Dad was being way too kind.

"Why would I take care of her husband?" Luke gave his son a cold look when he heard that. Standing up, h e tossed away his half-wet towel, refusing to speak another word of this with his son.

Her husband?

That Jean Langdon?

Luke frowned his chiseled brows.

The boy lowered his head and tapped his index fingers together. He had no idea what he had said wrong to anger his father again.

On the other hand, at Regal Capital.

time she fell

nightmares kept her terrified in the dark of the night, but when dawn broke, her head

Her phone vibrated.

did not notice

disturb you. I'll be really busy today, so I'm sorry but I won't be able to visit you. If your cold isn't better yet, remember to take your medicine. I'll see you at work on Monday. My

visit today, so she got up early in the

asleep, so she did not immediately

Outside the neighborhood.

now after the rain last

not terribly bright. Instead, it was warm when it shone on your face, and the humidity

her, her hand supporting the bottom of the flask. After she

little

was not the newest neighborhood in town, but it probably would not be taken down in the next fifteen years either. Most developers

o r threes, drinking tea in the rocking chairs. As she went

a fan as she pointed at the door of Block 12. Eyebrow raised, she said, "Next time I see her, I'll point her out to

hair wasn't dyed and she didn't have much make-up on. She dressed

shush! Don't accuse her without evidence like

jumping to way too many conclusions. She might get

However, Daisy immediately

didn't say a single false word. You can ask the entire neighborhood. In all my years, have I ever

Rayne girl!"

exchanged a look of

a famous rumormonger with a wild

on the path nearby, and her hand holding the flask

them directly. "You said Bianca Rayne, right? What... What do

gossiping ladies

not from around here, are you?" Daisy was feeling a little guilty too. After all, she did not have any hard proof that the girl was sleeping with her boss, so she could not really

let just anyone speak ill of her daughter-in-law, of course, so her temper flared. "Who is she to me? She's my daughter-in-law! What are you blabbing on

was holding and grew confident again. "You don't usually live with your daughter-in-law, do you? bet your son doesn't come back

is sleeping around and even letting

in here, yet