I am carrying Davis's child!

Davis's POV

Cold embraced me when I heard Grace's scream as I jumped up from the chair, causing the plate of food to fall to the ground, breaking in the process. I didn't even turn to look at what I had fallen, I only heard the sound of the plate break.

“Grace, Grace” My hand quickly reached for the gun under the dining table before rushing out of the dining room, only to pause when I was close to the living room.

The moment I got to the living room, I saw Grace and then Lydia on the other side of the living room. I rushed to Grace's side, and she quickly pointed at Lydia.

Was Lydia the reason she had screamed that way?

“Lydia?” I asked and she simply nodded, making me frown. I sighed before dropping the gun and using my leg to kick it under the couch, as I didn't want Helen to see a gun with me

Vincent, Helen, and Adrianna came out only to raise their brows as they were also surprised to see Lydia in the residence.

“Lydia, what is it?” I asked, and she walked over to where I stoo