Chapter 536

Morton hissed as he rubbed his slapped cheek, brushing it off with a smirk. "Well, it's because you won't let me touch you."

"Shut up!" Lia snapped angrily, her eyes darting around nervously.

After ensuring no one was paying attention, she turned on her heel and stormed off.

Once inside the car, Morton's hands snaked around her waist, his fingers drifting toward her lower stomach. "Is it mine, or his?"

Lia shoved him away harshly. "Keep your mouth shut! Of course, it's his!"

She quickly adjusted her hair, glancing nervously at the taxi driver.

He seemed focused on the road, oblivious to their conversation. Even if he had overheard, he wouldn't know who she was.

Relief washed over her.

Michael's desires weren't like those of other men. He seemed more invested in his scalpel than in her.

They were intimate maybe once a month, at most.

When she couldn't take it anymore, she turned to Morton.

The baby, she knew, was mostly likely not Michael's. But she had to make sure he belie