You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"Otis, what on earth are you talking about?" Charlotte pranced up off the floor and pointed at him, “I have had other men before, but you know full well that I never have one since then. If you don't believe me, we can go get a paternity test."

"A paternity test is definitely necessary, but we can wait until you give birth." Otis said nonchalantly.

Charlotte was pregnant. Although he didn't expect it, he would just let her have it and a kid would not make much of a difference to his plan. If his plan succeeded, he would not hesitate to abort the child as well. If the plan failed, the child in her womb could be used as a backup plan. Once he wanted a child of the Heath bloodline, now he didn't think a child with Charlotte's stupid and hypocritical genes could deserve him. He was so good that he needed good women to help him pass on his bloodline. It was certainly not Charlotte, the stupid one.

Charlotte didn't think that Otis would be so indifferent even after he knew she was pregnant.

She was so angry that she sat on the sofa with her chest heaving. Otis didn't bother to look at her again. He picked up his military jacket from the hanger, slung it over his shoulders and walked out of the room.

"Bang", he closed the door behind him.

When he arrived downstairs, Cecelia had already got their breakfast ready, and when she saw Otis, she smiled and said, "Otis, sit down and have breakfast.”

are still urgent matters in the military, so I'll just hurry up to take care of them." Otis

at least take care of your health." Cecelia said

news. Has Charlotte told you?" Otis volunteered, "Charlotte

on a bright smile,

"Great news, we are finally going to have a new member in the

care of Charlotte more." Otis nodded gently,

and left the Heath

put down the things in her hand, hurried across the corridor, scuffled

pregnant?

opened the door, Cecelia threw her arms around Charlotte and was overwhelmed with

had waited too

children around her. Charlotte was held tightly by Cecelia, feeling the strong motherly love