Nina fell silent. Seeing that he kept asking herself, her chest began to twitch and hurt, and then she said directly, "It's yours. Are you satisfied?"
"Nina?" Felix laughed angrily, his voice was cold and thin, mixed with chills like flying snow in the sky, and full of ridicule, "I'm not a fool."
They did measures for each one of them.
She can't be pregnant.
"Oh." Nina closed her eyes and chuckled, "It's really yours."
She has never had any other man except him.
But Felix was sure that Nina would not tell him the truth. His stern face was still indifferent, unmoved.
Nina observed his expression. Seeing him like this, she knew that he didn't believe her or that it was his child.
Nina was heartache and numb. Suppressing the smell of rust in her throat and the sourness in the corners of her eyes, she took a deep breath, "Believe it or not."
Even if he doesn't want to admit it, she will give birth to this child and raise him to grow up.