Pregnant For My Ex's Tycoon Dad
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I kneaded the flour to be used
overheard earlier, not like I wanted to; t
g again held the unknown. The Walton's household paid handsomely and I wa
had just put it in the oven when
ss Larissa,"
oft towel. wondered what all this
s Larissa, and I've got a prepositio
d him coldly, remembering the conversation he ha
isten to me... L
lected in the depths of my eyes as I sta
me. "Your little secret no one knows about and even your little affair with Mr. Rick. I
m. I took a deep breath, not wanting t
do you
ts talk to each other," Patrick
as he led me through the gardens.
u to be aware of the status of Rick Walton. He's the
t have to do with
ant affair. Aptly put, you're not his class and shouldn't even be anyw
eel ashamed. In his eyes, I was nothing more tha
d at me, "but all that is just a young man's charm to swoon you. You see, Rick's father has p
t escaped my eye. But immediately it fell, I wiped it off as
one that not many women would resist, but I'm afraid
e end they all saw me as a tool and now a gold digg
deal for you. You walk away, quietly of course, and I'll make sure I reimburse
you," Patrick nodded
before I slipped to the ground,m
y,' I promi
oo weak and powerless to do anything about it. What could a mai
led the kind of person you are," I mutte
relieved to see that Madam R
hen, wanting to chec
his week was her turn to head to the mar
chen as she was unpack
e?" I asked, stepping
mouth with one hand as she
," I said and teased her, "since you remember that
a hut. I remembered when she brought back a gigantic pizza to celebrate her bi
reak. I pleaded for a long time before he agreed," Tracy said. Her voic
imagine," I s
omething you need to know,"
that?" I
Michael seems to have the hots
ghts quickly going down memo
y replied,"It felt weird the first time
say?" I asked
you. I had to cover up and tell him you weren't feeling too fine because
r because of that night? I thought he would let matters slide and pretend lik
important company coming," Madam Ros
God knew what else. At the end, she shooed us out of the kitchen
racy grumbled, dr
and asked, "Have an
id
ds my room, intending to take a quick bath a
gain, Miss
ke that Mr Patrick, it's unnerving." I glanced
ur reply, Miss Larissa. You kno
wanting to hear anymore of his nonsense about me no
signing by
udden words. He probably thought he would have a har
ur letter." He turned
he will be the one I would be tendering my re
o argue, but changed h
s plaything. I'll live my life independent
n to help dish the food w
le, stop dallying," Ma
out. I rushed out, not wanting Mad
room when the sight I saw
hands fell to the gro