Wants to know 

       Richard waited patiently. Many years have passed. How can he not know that Luna was pregnant? How can he not know?      He pulled her hand and placed it on his left chest, exactly where his heart beat and said “swear to me, Luna, if my question doesn't deserve a positive answer, swear to me!” He demanded.      Luna pulled her hand off and glared at him. He wants her to feel his heart beating and then swear to him that she has his son at the time he was frolicking around with the mischievous woman he married.      “What if I was pregnant? What's your business with that? Who says my son was fathered by you? You are not in any way related to my son. And yes, I had a son” Luna bellowed, her eyes locked with his.      Richard's eyes went tender. He gradually softened his gaze and he asked “Why didn't you let me know that you were pregnant? I could have raised my son even if you were locked behind bars…” he demanded, his tone filled with resentment.      “Why would I tell you about a