Christine's POV
What in heaven's name is Anita doing in my house? And who on earth allowed her inside here without my permission? I slowly climbed down the stairs and dropped the shopping bags in my hands beside the stairs.
"What in heaven's name are you doing here?" I asked with a low but domineering voice, and I squinted my eyebrows at her.
"To give you the good news that you will be a father soon and don't worry, I won't alert the innocent fool in your house, but I will rather announce it on your grandparent's anniversary, which your mom has personally invited me to." She said with a snickering smile.
"I don't care, you can as well tell the whole world that you are so desperate that you had to steal a man's sperm to be pregnant with his child at all means," I said while chuckling lightly.
I commemorated that her bright smile seemed to darken for a while, but within a few seconds, it was gone and replaced with a wicked smile.