"So not forgiving you would give you a chance to plant a child in my belly?" Ivy Aretha shook her head and laughed. This time was different from the previous accidents. It was a child born out of their love, a crystallization of their love.
It was a concept different from a one-night stand, a crystallization of love.
"Thank you, Ivy. Thank you for being willing to have my child!" Michael Gordon deeply kissed her, his hoarse voice filled with suppressed emotions, his hot breath sprayed on her snow-white skin, making even his words sound affectionate.
It was like the most beautiful and touching voice in the world, overflowing from the throat and spreading to the marrow!
"Michael..."
Ivy Aretha felt her consciousness being engulfed by the man's breath, her body being bewitched by the man's familiar presence to the point where she couldn't even finish speaking.
"Hmm, honey, I'm here!"
