Sophia cracked a smile, didn’t say much else, and turned to leave.
Out of the blue, Brandon grabbed her arm, a firm grip.
Sophia turned back, puzzled.
Brandon just stood there, watching her, lips pursed slightly, his jawline tense.
Sophia was clueless.
"Something else on your mind?" she asked.
Brandon just stared at her, his eyes deep and intense.
"We might not be done here," he said, enunciating each word with a clear and calm tone.
Sophia frowned, not understanding.
Brandon didn't let go of her arm or say anything more; instead, he suddenly leaned in, reaching towards the wardrobe drawer behind Sophia, the very spot she had just retrieved her medical reports from.
Sophia's face changed slightly, and she instinctively tried to pull away, reaching to cover the drawer. However, Brandon was quicker, easily blocking her attempt, his other hand going for the neatly stacked medical reports.
Sophia quickly hugged his arm. "Brandon, you're invading someone's privacy."
Brandon let her hold onto his arm, looking down at her. "I think I have a right to know about this."
Sophia's face paled a bit, her grip on his arm loosening. She didn't try to stop him anymore, just turned her head slightly away.
Brandon didn't reach for the reports again but looked at her. "You're pregnant, aren't you?"
Sophia pressed her lips together, not responding.
Brandon pressed on. "When did you find out?"
Sophia’s lips tightened. She finally faced him. "The day I left the country, at the airport."
Brandon remembered that day. He was at the airport too, watching her leave with another man from the second floor. She had seen him too when she looked back, and by then, she already knew she was pregnant.
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