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…”

14:56

Chapter 13

he

Club’s dining area, with its luxurious pavilions and water

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

admiring his dizzying profile, wished she could see past the

be joining me for

menu.” No sooner had he finished speaking

sure it was not her, and shot

His face tensed slightly.

but giggle, her lips a rosy hue. “Have you not

shot her a look that

quiet, seated obediently, but nudged

he took a seat opposite

by one. Since they were not

manners.

some vegetables–beans, corn–landed on her

frowned, “I don’t

does,” he stated

barely one–month–old

was just a

a woman approached their table and snapped

a sneer. “Well, Whitney, you’ve got the

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