Favorite? Lust did say that she was like the mother of the group. No wonder she felt a sense of familiarity from that woman.
After the call ended, she kept her phone and placed her hand on top of her baby bump. At the reminder that Han Yizhou was infertile, she couldn't help but think of the possibility that someone else could be the father. She felt a pang in her chest when she had that thought.
"Yizhou… what if-"
"Let's not think of that, Mengjie," he interrupted. He could already see what she was trying to say. He stretched out his harm to place his hand on top of hers. "Mine or not, I don't care. This child will always be mine."
She felt a tingling warmth replacing the ache inside her. Those words were all she needed to hear. There was no point in distressing about whatever happened to her when she was kidnapped. She rather not remember any of it. She was satisfied with having Han Yizhou with her.
