The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

"Zip it, or Miss Brittany will have your head!"

Yuri cleared his throat, startling the maids, "Mr. Lynette!"

"Cut out the baseless gossip from now on."

Yuri didn't buy the rumor that Brittany was expecting. He scolded, clearly annoyed.

The maids, caught red-handed spreading tales without evidence, didn't dare to utter another word.

Although Yuri appeared calm, a seed of doubt had been planted.

Over the next few days, Yuri kept a close eye on Brittany.

And, just like the maids had mentioned, the signs were there.

Cravings for sour foods, excessive sleepiness, and bouts of nausea.

Yuri realized something was amiss and, after dinner one evening, led Brittany to his study.

"Bri, I notice you've been craving sour foods a lot lately. Are you feeling alright?"

Brittany, puzzled, replied, "Dad, I don't follow."

sleepiness, the cravings," Yuri laid out his observations calmly, "I've heard from the maids you've been avoiding seafood and anything too rich..." Brittany's

"You're pregnant."

to be speculating, but

"Is that so?"

study was thick

Her

with anger, his teeth clenched, "Whose child

I've told you, there's someone

licked her lips nervously, "I

aware of this, but he thought Brittany

not only were they still together, but she was

"Bang="

You're betrothed to a royal, how

demanded, "Who is this

pressed her lips

"Speak!"

sorry, I love him. I'm pregnant, and it's my fault, but I won't leave him." Yuri stared at Brittany,

Brittany remained silent.

a moment, neither

"Go back to your

uneasy,