Chapter 20

Mark stumbled as he stepped inside the Ian mansion. He frowned and looked behind at the step that he just missed.

Right then he smacked his head into the door which he knew was there before.

"When was this door fixed here?" He cursed, rubbing the part where it hurt and glared at the door before moving past it.

Walking into Alex's room, he found him sitting on his bed with his laptop.

Glaring hard at him, he marched towards him and shut his laptop angrily.

"Why the fuck did you call me when all you wanted to do was work? And when the hell did you fix that door over there?" Mark hissed, and Alex just raised his eyebrows.

"Are you drunk?" Alex questioned, purposely to irritate him and as expected Mark narrowed his eyes at him.

"I would've killed you here, at this chance, but I care about your unborn baby, so I'm sparing you." Mark said arrogantly, and plopped on the bed beside him.

"Now spill!" Mark ordered, and Alex rolled his eyes.

"Will I be a good father?" Alex asked, It wa