Chapter 131

Ethan Blackwood, who had been all fired up just moments ago, now looked like someone flipped his switch off. All kinds of not-so-great images had popped into his head. He still remembered what the doctor said during the last prenatal checkup—the baby's head was already facing down. Pretty ideal, actually. And just like that, his mood dropped straight to zero. Ethan quickly pulled away from Clara Walton. Clara blinked, caught off guard by his sudden retreat. Seriously, what was this guy doing? Back when she wasn’t in the mood, Ethan just had to push it. But now that she was on board, he was the one backing off? Was he playing with her or what? “We're leaving. The yacht's already waiting at the dock.” Ethan adjusted his expression fast, back to his usual self. Though his voice still had that husky, frustrated edge. Clara stared at him, puzzled. Noticing she hadn’t moved, Ethan leaned in low. Right next to her ear, he whispered, “I keep going and your son’s gonna come out and bite me.” Ye