It was dark in the car and both of them were panting.

Zoe was still sitting on his lap. Her fair skin looked more perky and graceful against his deep grey long pants. Her stockings, which he had pulled down, were hanging on her tender ankles, adding a trace of erotic air about her.

Mason didn’t come to his senses until after a brief moment.

He was going to be a dad!

It was something he looked forward to for a long time. It might even been a little girl, just like he wanted. However, he found that he lacked the courage to embrace Zoe.

A month ago, she told him she needed to have a word with him, but he pushed her away by telling her that he needed to go overseas. Then, they got into a fight over Lilith and he even slapped her at the end of it.

She was pregnant and he slapped her!

Gulping, he touched her cheeks with his lean fingers. There was no sign of the slap at all, but he couldn’t help and asked her again in his husky voice, “Does it still hurt?”

Instead of answering him,