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

brows, he

following him to the Southern Elegance Club’s dining area, with its luxurious

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

could see past the mask

joining me for

the pregnancy menu.” No sooner had he finished

stomach, sure it was not her, and shot a glance

His face tensed slightly.

rosy hue. “Have

her a look that warned against mocking

stayed quiet, seated obediently, but nudged the dish

took a seat opposite

arrived one by one. Since they were not well acquainted, Whitney stole glances at his elegant

manners.

corn–landed on her

“I don’t

does,” he stated

lips twitched. A barely one–month–old embryo

she was

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

a sneer. “Well, Whitney, you’ve got

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