Chapter 47. Ultrasound Photo

Serena POV

“Hi, Babe.”

My coffee was about to spill when Leopold lightly put his arm around my shoulders. I was still digesting the moment when he casually grabbed the coffee cup and took a sip.

“Why do you always like sweet drinks like this?” Leopold looked at my caramel latte with a doubtful expression. “When coffee is mixed with other flavors, the taste gets messy.”

“Chatty, you don't ask permission, and you protest.” Taking the glass from his hand, I said. “What about Amanda?”

The words felt heavy on my tongue at the mention of that name. I felt reluctant to say it, belatedly realizing that I should have been wiser.

Leopold nodded. “She's good. Her baby is good, too.”

My eyes narrowed when I heard that. “Your baby too?”

“Not sure yet,” he replied.

I let silence fill the space between us. To be honest, I could sense the inner conflict Leopold was facing. Leopold found himself caught in a complicated situation. Even though he wanted to ignore Amanda, the possibility of having a ch