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

he ordered,

to the Southern Elegance Club’s dining area, with its luxurious pavilions and

was served a pregnancy–friendly

profile, wished she could see past the mask that obscured his

me for

don’t eat off the pregnancy menu.” No sooner had he

it was not her, and shot a glance at the towering

His face tensed slightly.

her lips a rosy hue. “Have you not eaten all day either?”

shot her a look

seated obediently, but nudged the dish towards

he took a seat opposite

they were not well acquainted, Whitney stole glances at

manners.

vegetables–beans, corn–landed

frowned, “I don’t like

does,”

lips twitched. A barely one–month–old

was just

approached their table and snapped a

Whitney, you’ve got the guts to dine

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