Nia felt herself being pulled into his arms and she couldn’t stop herself from crying further. She must look very ugly right now.
She expected him to be angry, disappointed… to yell at her and judge her. He’s a much better person than she thought.
“We’ll check tomorrow and then, we’ll decide from there, alright?”
She didn’t like that at all. “What if it’s not yours?”
Luke showed a look of exasperation. He’s trying hard not to think that. He hopes the baby is his. But he could understand her concern. It’s a possibility that couldn’t be dismissed. And a possibility that makes her afraid.
“Even if the baby’s not mine, it will be mine. Am I clear?” This one he decided on earlier.
Nia frowned. What? She pushed herself off him and looked at his face. There was only a slight trace of ang
