"Enough, damn it!"
Jora couldn't help but roar.
"Shhh!"
"Keep it down, what if you scare the baby?" Dora said, looking gentle.
"Where's the baby from? It hasn't been that long!"
Jora tightened her grip on the staff in her hand.
At first, she was immensely relieved not to be the one pregnant.
Thinking about it seemed impossible, she had only been in contact with Roger for a short time, just a coincidence that she had to...
It was really just a usual passionate impulse, without even a base of affection between them, there was even a heap of hatred.
If she were pregnant with that man's child, Jora thought she might wish to die; she would never allow herself to bring that child into the world.
But that emotion lasted only a few days; when she learned that Dora was determined to have the child, Jora almost felt like half the sky was falling.
"Are you insane?"
