GABRIEL KNIGHT'S POV
I picked up my phone and called Butch, my trusted ally. "Butch, I need you to come over tonight. It's urgent."
After hanging up, I saw Emily approaching me, a menacing smile playing on her lips. "Seems like someone is in trouble," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Emily, you just want to ruin my marriage!" I yelled, my frustration boiling over.
She laughed, the sound cold and mocking. "Do you mean your fake marriage?"
I stepped closer, grabbing her arm. "I want proof that your pregnancy is real."
Fear flickered in her eyes for a moment, but she quickly masked it with defiance. "If you dare try to scare me, I'll scream," she muttered.
I released her arm, taking a step back. "My baby is real, Gabriel. I don't need to fake it," she said, her voice steady.
I glared at her, my mind racing with anger and confusion. "Emily, why are you doing this? What do you want?"
