Seventy

NIKON

That single sentence caused the lively atmosphere to die down immediately, a tension rising in the air.

I then continued staring right at Nikon as if nothing had happened.

As the seconds ticked by, the more I couldn't see his expression the tighter my grip on the pregnancy scans grew.

I even began doubting myself, whether I had been too impulsive. Why did I think I had what it took to crash their wedding?

Maybe they'll throw me out and their wedding will continue on.

Heck, if things took a turn for the worse, my child might not even be safe.

A security guard had rushed over while I was lost in thought, about to grab me when Nikon ordered, "Stop."

He had walked right up to me when I was deep in thought. He took the scans from my hand and glanced through it before looking at my belly again. His expression grew stormy.

"Just about starting your third trimester. Good on you, Sara,"

His tone was cold, angry, and sarcastic all at once.

I stopped myself from reacting, but before I co