"How did my words hurt you?" Su Yan's voice involuntarily softened, filled with helplessness. He couldn't bear to see Bai Wanrou like this, as though he had wronged her, which made him feel guilty.
"You knew very well that you're the father and yet you said such things." As Bai Wanrou spoke, tears streamed down her face.
Like struck by lightning, Su Yan stood there, stunned.
Seeing his petrified expression, Bai Wanrou felt a slight sense of satisfaction from her revenge. However, that feeling was quickly replaced by fear. What would he do after hearing what she just said?
Her heart began to fill with anxiety.
"What did you say?" Su Yan hoped he had misheard.
"You know, you're the only man I've been with. I'm currently 28 weeks pregnant, that's coincidentally during the night eight months ago when we..." Bai Wanrou's voice trailed off, blushing either from shyness or something else.
