Achiera said with a laugh, "Haha... Mr. Hans Matthew, would you like a woman like that? And why would you want to hold a woman like that?"
Hans felt very sad seeing such Achiera. She laughed and cried at the same time. Hans immediately embraced Achiera.
'Hans how damned you are, she's a pregnant woman. Currently, she is at the peak of her sensitivity. Why are you speaking without thinking?' Hans cursed himself.
Achiera didn't return Hans's hug, nor did she try to wriggle away from it. She was very calm.
"Where did your belief come from, if this child was not yours? And since it was so, why don't you just let us go?" Achiera said dryly.
