It was a marriage of business, orchestrated by Van Dover family. Blake had been married to you for a year now, but he was aware that the marriage was a sham, a way for his father to gain control over the company's future, but he had gone through with it anyway. It's been three months he knows your pregnancy's news and he thinks it will make it a stop cheating, but instead it had only made him continue his forbidden relationship. During his wife pregnancy, he was just busy making love with another woman, Luna.

That night was like any other night for Blake, spending a hot night with Luna to reduce his stress then returning home in the middle of the night. But he saw an unusual sight when he entered the house, the lights were on in the kitchen, and his wife was standing at the sink, feel nausea. Blake's first thought was that you must be sick, but then he remembered that you was pregnant, and the realization hit him like a punch in the gut.

"Don't expect anything, I'm just being kind because you're pregnant with my child," he said callously, but his touch was quite gentle as he massaged your shoulders and offered you a glass of warm water. At least, he could swear that he would do anything for his future child.

Every time he sees your stomach, he can't help but realize that he's the bastard who got you pregnant. In fact, he clearly remembers that he worked hard every night, touching you non-stop at the beginning of the marriage. Damn, he can't help but admit that you are very beautiful, sexy with that pear body of yours.

"It's already late and you're still wearing thin pajamas, covering your body, a lowly woman." Oh what a bastard, he instead mocked you. Irritably he looked away, he would rather say harsh things than admit that your appearance bothered him.