Chapter 47

Ethan Blackwood’s gaze darkened as he stared at Clara Walton. “Don’t push me. This really isn’t the time to mess with a guy.” That was a clear warning. But Clara, being Clara, responded by pushing it even further. That look in Ethan’s eyes completely shifted in the next second. And as Clara caught that change, she instantly pulled her mischievous hand back and stood up straight like nothing had ever happened. “I’m pregnant, remember? You can’t just do whatever you want,” she said, dead serious. Then she looked at Ethan again with those wide, innocent eyes — and a hint of grievance. Ethan couldn’t help but laugh, even if he was frustrated. “Weren’t you the one who started this?” he asked, tilting his head slightly as he looked down at her. Clara looked a little wary. She wasn’t used to playing with fire like this, especially not with Ethan, who, let’s be real, could really hold a grudge if he wanted to. On reflex, she took a small step back. That made Ethan’s face drop instantly. “So no