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.

the washroom wall, absolutely furious with herself. She almost wanted to

She kept embarrassing herself.

top of the pyramid. Everyone looked up to him.

this despite the huge difference in their statuses. No matter how Bianca thought

practically declaring that

raised her hand and massaged her brow, letting out a

heard the child's feet pattering against the floor as

Bea, your phone rang. It's your dad..." The boy ran to the washroom entrance, his adorable voice mumbling, "I-I accidentally picked up the call. He said

opened the washroom food and accepted the phone Blanche was

leather shoes. His shoulders were broad and his waist narrow, looking handsome as a painting as

Bianca closed the washroom door and took

thought before he obediently

his homework.

chase. "Bianca, I'm begging you just this time! Could you drop

that the only reason 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

took a turn for the worse too. "If you weren't holding it against her, why is Marie stuck in detention? I heard that a girl called Shaw went into lock-up with her, but this girl has

to pull Marie out of prison too, but the cops

that she did not call the cops even if she was the victim, and she did not know

policemen, and they never came to ask

the one who made the

very grateful to the person who did call

father's cold

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! After she learned her lesson that

who needs to be taught a lesson, not me. What did I

Kevin went silent.

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

an incident like that, my father cares more about Marie,

barely been arrested for a few hours when you immediately came to my hospital room with Jennifer in tow. But you were here to convince me to spare Marie. I was so happy to see my father, ecstatic even, but then my

realized that

never went outstation for work at all. But the idea that my

in this city, yet he refused

than a year and even hid