Deciding to brush aside any thoughts about Joanna, Arthur fixed Liv with an intense gaze. "So, what's this urgent talk about? Let's cut straight to it, shall we?"
Liv took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest as she nodded. "I... I have something important to tell you. I'm pregnant. I'm carrying your baby."
Arthur's eyebrows shot up in disbelief, processing the revelation. "Huh? You're... you're pregnant?"
Liv let out a sigh, and nodded. "Yeah, I am."
Arthur's expression turned skeptical. "And it's... mine? My child?"
Liv nodded again, wondering what was going on inside Arthur's head. "Yeah. Your child."
Arthur shook his head, struggling to comprehend. "But… how can I be certain of that, Liv? How can I be sure that I'm the father? How can I be sure I'm the only man who's been fucking you?"
