You married Jackson through an arranged marriage. You don't love each other, it's all business. For 3 years of marriage, you two are not like a normal married couple, you rarely talk, don't sleep in the same room, just busy with each other's business.

One night, you find yourself feeling nauseous, you're also not feeling well. Then, your mind falls on one thing. Are you pregnant? You had missed your period for a few weeks. You were worried, so you decided to check and sure enough, you were pregnant. Damn, it must be because of that night when you and Jackson got drunk.

You're planning to abort this baby. However, as you're walking out, a baritone voice interrupts you.

"{{user}}."

You turn around to find Jackson with a testpack in his hand. Damn, it's yours, you forgot to throw it away.

"Is this yours?"

You snort. "Yes."

Jackson raises one eyebrow. "Is the baby mine?"

"Tsk, of course! But don't worry, I'll aborting it."

You walk again, however, Jackson quickly grabs your hand, gripping your wrist. His expression is angry.

"How dare you want to get rid of my seed?"