"I said it's impossible, so it won't happen," Mu Xiaojiu looked at her coldly.
Restlessness emerged again, prompting a desire to smoke.
Baili Xia's small hand, hidden under the blanket, clenched tightly, her heart sour and in complete disarray, "What if, what if I really am pregnant?"
Every time he would leave himself inside her, how could there not be a possibility?
He didn't consider her health at all, did he truly think such things wouldn't happen?
Or did he simply not care, thinking that, if it happened, they'd just abort it, right?
Those eyes, filled with resentment, glared at him, intensifying his irritation.
Especially when he thought about seeing her in Dongfang Jin's embrace, it wasn't just restlessness but also a sense of stifling anger.
In the end, words he wasn't even aware of erupted from him.
"If there is a child, it definitely won't be mine." Because it's impossible!
"You said... what?" If there is a child, it definitely won't be his?
