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“What?”

The cold hands of panic swept into Marcus heart. Did he actually hear Emily properly? Or, maybe it was some giant joke that she spawn from hell to trap him into being in a relationship with her?

She cleaned her eyes profusely. “You heard me, Marcus. I’m carrying your child.”

He grabbed her by the arm, and shook her wild. A burning rage almost threatened to take him. He had never really felt so annoyed in his whole life, and this woman was doing just that.

“Don’t play with me. It was a fucking one night stand, and no-one gets pregnant like that. Don’t you have anything going on in your life, other than to trap men in your web of lies?” He screamed into her face.

She sobbed in response. Her body shaking profusely. Marcus swore loudly, and let go of her. His hand went through his hair, roughening it even more. He couldn’t even see anything other than red.

“The sounds of your tears is so irritating to me. So, please, stop. Tell me the damn truth. You’re not pregnant, and it’s defi