Chapter 917

The morning-after pill? Hailey's pupils dilated in shock. "Wh-what are you trying to do?" "Ms. Hailey, I'm going to buy you the morning-after pill," Jonah replied. Hailey went silent. She was already pregnant—there was no way she could take that pill. "No," she said, shaking her head. "I don't want it!" Jonah glanced at her, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. "Ms. Hailey, what exactly are you trying to say? I didn't use protection last night. I'm in good health, with no fertility issues. If you don't take the pill and end up pregnant, what happens then?" Hailey opened her mouth to respond. "I—" Before she could finish, Jonah cut her off, "Or maybe, you're hoping to have my child?" Hailey's throat constricted. She was caught in an impossible situation—taking the pill would harm the child inside her, but refusing would make Jonah think she was trying to get pregnant intentionally. "I—" "There's a pharmacy up ahead. We'll stop and get some." With that, Jonah stopped the car