Cynthia Dion:
He shot me an infuriated glare as if my very thoughts had offended him. He kept on scowling, and I could see his jaw clenching.
"You're being disrespectful," I retorted through the gritted teeth and locked eyes with him squarely.
"What about the humiliation you've put me through?" He retorted with a thunderous roar that made me flinch and even instinctively shut my eyes.
"Eh? What about the embarrassment I endured when the doctor congratulated me on these test results?" My heart nearly stopped when he pulled the tests out of the bag and declared, "Your mate is pregnant."
"Ahhh!" I gasped audibly, covering my mouth as I stared at the documents in his hands. I couldn't fathom why he had insisted on the blood tests in the first place.
His furious gaze seemed to convey, "I
