They still returned to Orchard Garden.
Christopher Robinson got out of the car first.
He strode into the house, paying no attention to his wife who was just found to be pregnant.
Once inside, he first went to the washroom and splashed cold water on his face.
Then he went to the dining room, opened the refrigerator, and gulped down a glass of iced water.
One glass after another trying to quell the rage within him.
Amelia Cobb watched from the side, feeling his emotional fluctuation was too intense, secretly pondering the reason.
After thinking it all over, the only thing she could think of was her pregnancy.
Amelia, dressed in a dark green sweater, stood at the dining room door, looking at Christopher. "If you don't want it, you can——"
Thud. The man slammed his glass onto the table, his cold, angry eyes fixated on her, devoid of any warmth, "Want it? Why wouldn't I?"
"I've been longing for it for a long time, why wouldn't I want it now that it's finally here?"
