Chapter 373

A flicker of panic flashed in Madeline's eyes.

Why would Trevon suddenly ask such a question out of nowhere? Could it be that he remembered what happened that night?

No! Even if he did remember, so what? Only she knew who the child's father was!

Madeline instantly snapped back to reality and swiftly kicked him.

"Madeline!"

She did not aim, but her foot landed right at Trevon's groin.

Trevon doubled over, the pain twisting his face as he dropped to his knees. His grip went slack, and Madeline wriggled free.

She did not even bother with the stuff she was still packing. Half mad, half annoyed, she bolted out the door.

"In your dreams!"

At the door, Madeline let out a disgusted spit and stormed off, leaving Trevon alone, curled up in pain.

It took forever, but the sharp pain finally faded.

Trevon wiped off the sweat that the pain had wrung out of him, leaned back on the bed, and let out a loopy laugh.

Madeline was clutching her belly as she ran.

That slight tightness, the fain