Amanda was afraid. The ML kept looking for her to kill her. He wanted to lock her up, to keep her away from her dreams, to make her a baby... what? "Let me go, we are divorced," she said as she tried to escape his arms. "I don't think so... we may be divorced but we are going to marry again." "Stop it, you don't love me." "I do love you and our baby." "Baby?" "Darling, you are pregnant with my baby," he smirked.