Chapter 203

The door swung open, and Vivian Brooks darted into Jason Davies' arms like a sparrow returning to its nest. For a man his age, the physical need came fast and fierce—like an old house catching fire. After a couple of heated rounds, the burning frustration inside him finally cooled off a bit. Vivian stayed curled up against his chest for a while before slipping off to the bathroom, her white toes barely making a sound on the floor. Steam soon fogged up the mirror. While washing up, her hand subconsciously brushed across her stomach. She’d been with Jason for two or three months now. He only ever focused on enjoying himself, never bothered with protection, and Vivian? She made sure not to interfere either. She was pregnant. And Jason had no clue. He was getting married in a week. The future Mrs. Davies? A powerhouse of a woman. Vivian was no fool. She knew if she told him about the baby before the wedding, he’d make her get rid of it without batting an eye—maybe throw some money her way,