hapter 11 Will You Keep It if I’m Pregnant
hat’s enough!” Farrah was evidently flustered from Sandra and Tina’s probing. “I’ll introduce my husband. you guys when we have time, okay? No more questions!
he barely knew Adrian herself. All she knew was his name, that he had an apartment at Floral esidences, and that his grandfather loved him.
e left Fairytale Cottage in the evening and took the bus back to Floral Residences. She guessed that drian would have something to say to her now that Philip wasn’t around. She’d given him the whole day prepare he was probably ready for her now.
hen she got home, she saw that Adrian was indeed around. She didn’t know whether it was because he dn’t left all day.
Irian didn’t ask Farrah where she’d been for the whole day, and he didn’t get mad at her for leaving thout telling him anything. Rather than saying he was mild–tempered, it would be more accurate to say I didn’t care.
Irian didn’t approach Farrah even after she’d been back for an hour. This was beyond her expectations.
give herself peace of mind, she went to him. “Didn’t you draw up a pre- or post–marital agreement, irian?”
⚫ faltered, looking a little surprised. When he met her sincere and slightly confused gaze, he said, “It’s inecessary. I don’t intend on getting divorced.”
ien, he turned to head to the study, leaving her staring at his tall back as she remained rooted. She’d ent the whole day guessing which odd clauses he would list for her since he knew what a horrible mily she had. Everyone would think she was with him for his money.
irprisingly enough, he seemed to have no intention of forcing her to sign an unfair contract. It looked e Adrian was an oddball among the people who got into shotgun marriages.
at night, Farrah was already asleep when Adrian returned to the bedroom from the study. He joined her her bed–no, his bed.
! wanted to sleep with her despite being lucid, which–shocked Farrah. She was tense as she looked at
wide eyes. “You….”
e dim lights made his features look even more chiseled. He was handsome yet aloof.
n your husband,” he said. His warm breath fanned over the tip of her nose, and his eyes glinted with erest. “This is legal.”
irrah frowned. Her instinct told her she wasn’t getting away that night… She kept her hands on his chest, r gaze a mixture of chagrin and seriousness. “Will you want to keep the child if I get pregnant?”
er hair was spread around her head like a halo, and her beautiful face dazzled Adrian briefly. Suddenly, realized why he didn’t dislike her that much anymore–something about her face resembled Sierra. His art ached at the thought of Sierra.
irrah looked into his eyes and waited for his answer.
f course,” he said. He sounded so sure that it calmed her “They’ll be the heir to the Locke family rtune, whether they’re a boy or girl.”
lip was looking forward to having great–grandchildren, after all. With that, Adrian leaned down to kiss
Chapter 11 Wit You Keep it if fik Preammed
Farrah.
She was clear–headed that night, so she couldn’t help feeling nervous. It was dim Inside the room. The moonlight streamed in through the windows, illuminating the bed. There was an amorous hint in the air.
Farrah knew this was her duty as Adrian’s wife. She Wanted a companion after growing old and had no Intention of getting divorced. Having a child to secure the marriage would only benefit her–she and Adrian would have a common objective, at least.
The following morning. Adrian got up early. He had things to do. He stood before the bed and got dressed as Farrah watched. His tanned skin and toned muscles made her blush.
He’d saved her and Jodie, which she wanted to thank him for. But he’d also slept with her, which made her words of gratitude lodge in her throat. She couldn’t bring herself to say them.
“You have a scar on your left arm, Adrian. Was it a burn?” she asked softly, her head poking out from underneath the sheets.
He frowned slightly. “Don’t ask questions that you shouldn’t.”
It was clear this wasn’t a subject he wanted to broach. He placed a bank card on the bedside table and said, “This is for you. The pin is the last six numbers. You can swipe it as much as you like.
“What do you mean ‘as much as I like?” She looked at him with wide eyes.
10%
Adrian stopped and turned to give her a cool look. She suppressed her laughter and asked, “Are you saying I can spend as much as I like on groceries or that I can buy a house or car if I want?”
