Chapter Eighty-Six:I Need Your Help, Carter.

"It was you, isn't it?" Joanna asked Micheal, the look she had on her face was enough for him to know that she knew something.

But Micheal wasn't in the mood for her early morning nagging, the stress that came with trying to survive on his own, since after Vladmir canceled whatever partnership they shared, has him in a foul mood, and Joanna is not helping things.

No! She had never been of help since the very first beginning, ever since they got married, the only thing she could do was to make his life a living hell, the only good thing she had done for him was Diego, and that baby in her stomach, which might not even be his child.

"Not now, Joanna. Please." He said lowly, trying not to raise his tone, since the perks of her being pregnant, was having to endure her silly mood changes that always end up with him, taking the blame.So to cut the story short, he shouldn't have agreed to have a second baby with her, but she's so stubborn.