Wesley expected a lot of things, but his sister locked up in a nice wing to herself wasn’t it. Walking in slow, he looked around bored as she approached him and hugged him way too tight. “God I’m so glad you’re here! You have to help me, Marco has lost his f*****g mind!” She told her brother urgently.
Cocking an eyebrow, Wesley asked blandly, “Like some might say about you when they find out you stooped so low as to go and get artificially inseminated to carry his child?” Blanching at the cut and dry tone of her brother’s voice, Arabella hissed, “Okay I can admit it wasn’t a thought-out plan and I’m damn sure regretting it now! I should have waited until the kid was born and attached to me.”
Not even shocked THAT was his sister’s regret and was not her bringing a child into the world
