The ride home was quiet. Ivan's hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, while Autumn sat with her head down, her hands hovering over her thighs. Unconsciously, her fingers dug into the hem of her beaded dress, pressing harder until her palm slowly turned red."Autumn."Autumn turned her head in Ivan's direction. "Are you okay?" he asked. She merely nodded and forced a smile. If anything, this was all Ivan's fault, but what could she do? Blame him? Tell him the child she carried wasn’t his, and that in a few weeks, she would be aborting it?"I'm just under a lot of pressure. Your father can be a lot sometimes," Autumn muttered in a low tone, feeling drained at the mere thought of Maverick's offer.Could she do it? Get rid of her child? She had always wanted to be a mother—something her own mother could never live up to. In her past life, when she found out she was pregnant, she was convinced Ivan would love her, and they would be different from her parents. But, just like her father,
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