She saw the man's bloodshot eyes and the burning sensation on his lips.
Ji Shiting paused, let her go and said, "How do you feel, Shengge?"
"I…" She mumbled, looking terrified. She then felt around her belly with her right hand." Baby…"
"The baby is fine." The man grabbed her wrist and swallowed hard. "It's still fine. Don't worry."
Ye Shengge was dazed, and she suddenly felt suffocated. "You… You know…"
He knew about the child, so was the man tense because he knew about the child?
Was that child related to him?
She couldn't figure it out, and her heart sank.
However, Ji Shiting didn't say anything. He picked up her upper body and hugged her tightly, breathing into her ears.
"Sorry," the man said hoarsely. "Sorry. It's all my fault."
Ye Shengge clenched her fists and said, "This child…"
"Don't worry. I'm the child's father." The man smiled. "I went to your room that night."
Ye Shengge's heart pounded.
