"What did you say, Nathan?" Sophia looked at him in disbelief. "I'm the mother of your child! How could you say that about me?"
Nathan grabbed his phone and was about to leave. "I have nothing to say to you right now."
"Wait—" Sophia grabbed him, preventing him from leaving. "Nathan, I've done so much for you. I've been your mistress for three years, and you treat me like this?"
Sophia held onto him tightly. Nathan wanted to shake her off, but considering she was pregnant, he could only let her pull him along.
He said, "Sophia, neither of us is calm right now. Let's talk when we get back."
"No!" Sophia dragged him into the bedroom. "Let's talk about this now!"
"Sophia, let go!"
Sophia pushed Nathan onto the bed and then leaned in to kiss his lips. "Nathan, is it because I'm pregnant and we can't have sex that you went to find the car model? The doctor said I've passed the three-month danger period, so we can make love..."