Tiffany was dumbfounded. She looked at Vincent dazedly with the scarf wrapped around her. "What do you mean by that, Mr. Lewis?"
"I mean what I said." He rubbed her head. "Don't stress yourself out about this. I'll bear the responsibility for the things I've done."
He would bear the responsibility?
"What about Kelly?"
He frowned. "I'll deal with her."
The car started moving. Vincent rubbed her head again before wrapping an arm around her shoulders. Then, he pulled her into his arms.
Tiffany stiffened. She pushed him away and mumbled, "I'm pregnant, Mr. Lewis."
He frowned. "Are you still thinking about marrying William?"
Her heart twinged. It wasn't because he'd brought William up; it was because she felt horrible lying to Vincent. "He… he's the baby's father, after all…"
Vincent stared at her for a few seconds before letting out an exasperated laugh. "I honestly don't know what to say about you, Tiffany."
What could he say? That she was stubborn? Or that she had a one-track mind? He wanted to snap at someone but couldn't bring himself to be harsh with her.
Tiffany looked down at her knees and said, "Everything will be fine if you can accept this, Mr. Lewis."
"What's there to accept?"
She paused and looked up at him. "That you'll be my baby's stepfather."
"Tiffany!" His expression darkened. "I can accept you being pregnant with anyone else's baby, but William is the exception to the rule."
Joyce and William were enough to annoy him. If he had to listen to William's child address him as his father… No way would he allow that to happen!
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