I'm pregnant Sir Behave Yourself by Daphne

After a long time, until her legs were numb from crouching on the floor for so long, she finally heard Luke's voice coming from the washroom. There was a post- release hoarseness in his voice. 1

He said, "You can come in now."

Bianca bit her lip and swallowed her awkwardness, standing up to open the washroom door again.

Luke looked at her, his expression complicated.

Bianca met his gaze for a short second, but she could not stand his deep, dark eyes, so she had to turn and look away.

Right here and now, Luke definitely looked impeccably dressed. He was his usual perfectly gentlemanly self; even his collar and sleeves were ridiculously neat.

It was almost as though he had not been involved in any of the hanky-panky earlier, as though all of it was just her one-sided imagination.

Bianca was about to go in, but then he blocked her way.

The man's tall and slender body was still emanating the smell of testosterone and masculine pheromones. It made her panic.

"Please let me pass," Bianca said, her head lowered.

Luke's strong brow darkened, and he walked past her, brushing past her shoulder as he left.

Bianca took a deep breath and went into the washroom.

Before she closed the washroom door, she saw Luke walk up to Blanche from behind. The boy saw his father approaching, but he did not say anything. He just continued doing his homework seriously.

Both the adult and the child seemed to be lacking some serious love.

First, they overran her house as though they stayed there, eating and staying as they pleased. Now they had set up camp in her hospital room too, the younger one doing his homework while the older one... pleasured... himself...

Bianca shook her head, too afraid to imagine it.

She was on the verge of breaking down.

her underwear away, Bianca leaned against the washroom wall, absolutely

She kept embarrassing herself.

he was the president of the company, way up at the top of the pyramid. Everyone looked up to him. Meanwhile, she was a new female employee without

so close to each other and had moments like this despite the huge difference in their statuses. No matter how Bianca thought about it,

practically declaring that

and massaged her brow, letting out a

feet pattering against the floor as he ran

your dad..." The boy ran to the washroom entrance, his adorable voice mumbling, "I-I

the washroom food and accepted the phone

looking handsome as a painting as he stared at the empty glass pot. After that, he opened the fridge door and found

closed the washroom door and took the call

some thought before he obediently went to the table and returned

his homework.

cut straight to the chase. "Bianca, I'm begging you just this time! Could you drop the charges

you called me?" Bianca's hand around the phone shook, disappointment radiating from the depths of her heart. Her eyes stung with tears. "It's not that I have anything against her, but I told you, the law is the law. I'm nobody, so how could I change

against her, why is Marie stuck

They wanted to pull Marie out of prison too, but the cops said that they could not let her go until the victim

the cops even if she was the victim, and she did not know who called the cops

policemen, and they never came to ask her anything

was not the one who made the

the person who did call the police. They

father's cold attitude

she said hoarsely, "If I remember correctly, I'm your biological daughter, aren't I? Marie drugged me, and if I had not made it out in time, can you imagine what would happen to me, Dad? Also, she had tried something this despicable an me when we were overseas as well!

be taught a lesson, not me. What did I do

Kevin went silent.

talk as father and daughter. In the five years I was overseas, our relationship slowly changed.

and hoarse as she said, "I'm even more surprised that after an incident like that, my father cares more about Marie, who was arrested,

few hours when you immediately came to my hospital room with Jennifer in tow. But you were here to convince me to spare Marie.

realized

A City. You never went outstation for work at all. But the idea that my dad was here,

this city,

more than a year and even hid his contact number... Who