The 387th is not marrying her, it's marrying you!

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

In her imagination, the man's familiar voice didn't immediately follow, and all his movements on top of her stopped. A pair of profound peach blossom eyes stared at her intently, shining brightly under the vast night sky.

Half a moment later, the man chuckled.

"If I were to give you a check and ask you to abort the baby, what would you do?"

The casual, carefree voice in the quiet night sky sounded especially magnetic, with a hint of laughter and warm feelings that seeped straight into Ivy Aretha's heart.

Ivy's heart tightened, her body stiffening in the man's embrace. Although she had thought about this possibility several times before—after all, the unexpected accident had happened between two people without any feelings for each other—no man would let a woman who had only spent one night with him have his child!