Flora's POV:
After thinking for a while, I slowly said the word, "Honey."
Warren froze in place and vigilantly stared at me.
I fought the urge to roll my eyes when I noticed him tense up. I simply continued to fake a gentle, sweet voice as I said, "I didn't mean to lose my temper. I'm pregnant, and I can't control my emotions. You haven't even asked me whether I want it or not."
Upon hearing my explanation, Warren looked guilty. He turned me around so I could face him. "I'm sorry. I won't force you anymore. But can you promise me you won't run away again? I really want to marry you, Flora. I like you so much."
He lowered his voice by the time he told me he wanted to marry me. His earlobes also turned a dark shade of red, indicating that he was embarrassed.
Seeing him like this was a rare sight. This was the first time he told me that he liked me.
But I knew that men were all good at saying sweet things like that to women to get what they really wanted. If I wasn't in the right state of mind, I would have been easily deceived by his sweet words.
The reason why he wanted to marry me was because of our child. After all, things became different after I got pregnant, and my status changed due to my pregnancy.
Although I wasn't happy, I pretended to be flattered by what he said and snugged into his arms. "Do you really like me? Are you sure you're not lying? You don't have to make such a sacrifice for me."
"No. I like you, Flora. I want to marry you because I like you," Warren sincerely replied. The affection laced in his tone was nowhere near fake at all.
I almost believed it.
I pressed my lips into a thin line. I thought it was a pity that Warren wasn't an actor. What a waste of talent! It was difficult for a she-wolf to resist once a usually cold, domineering guy like him had become affectionate.
Not to mention, Warren was quite good-looking.
I sniffed and tried to hold back the excitement I felt as I put a hand on his cheek. "Having you in my life is enough, babe."
Warren's affectionate gaze made me lose all feeling in my body.
The atmosphere was just perfect for the two of us.
When he lowered his head and was about to kiss me, I quietly touched the pillow beside me, preparing to use it as a weapon later.
Just then, the door suddenly creaked open.
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