Dylan Collins' face was intermittently illuminated by the flickering light from outside, his eyes sparkling with calmness. His thin lips moved, and he finally made up his mind. "Since the child already exists, it must be fate. I can marry you for the sake of the child, bring him into the world. After all... based on the past few days, we don't seem entirely incapable of getting along."
Was he serious?
Hallie Morgan's heart was trembling in uncertainty. She felt she had completely lost control over her heartbeat, her thoughts fluttered up and down uncontrollably.
"I can't guarantee anything else, but I can promise to protect you in the Collins family, to respect you and give you freedom. I can give the child a good family, I can be a good father, a good husband. On this point, I can do better than most people out there."
He held her hand, "Look at me. Being Mrs. Collins may not be a bad thing, right?"
He furrowed his brows, staring confidently into her eyes.
