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 ordered, “Go eat

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

was served a pregnancy–friendly

wished she could

you be joining me for the

off the pregnancy menu.” No sooner had he

not her, and shot

His face tensed slightly.

but giggle, her lips a rosy hue. “Have

shot her a look that warned against

obediently, but nudged the

a seat opposite

were not well acquainted, Whitney stole glances at his

manners.

some vegetables–beans, corn–landed on

“I

baby does,” he

barely one–month–old

was

ate, disheartened, a woman approached their table and snapped a photo of Whitney and

sneer. “Well, Whitney, you’ve got the

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