Chapter 415

Calliope Godfrey was half-asleep when she mumbled, “...My period's not super regular.” Conrad Hilliard's eyes narrowed instantly. He thought back—how she'd been extra tired lately, sleeping more than usual, even getting nauseous now and then… All those little things suddenly lined up, hitting him with a wild possibility that made his heart pound. “Do you think you might be…” Before he could finish, Calliope flipped over and clamped a hand over his mouth. “Stop overthinking. No way.” She always double-checked that he used protection—there was zero chance of a slip-up. Still, deep down, that tiny bud of fear bloomed without warning. Conrad gently pulled her hand away, unable to hide the faint hope in his eyes. “But if—just saying—what if…” “There’s no what if.” Her tone was firm, cutting him off right away. His brow furrowed sharply, a wave of frustration rising in his chest. “So you really don’t want to be pregnant with my kid, huh?” Calliope pressed her lips together and turned away, s