"Take her to the hospital," Jack sneered, his gaze cold as he looked at Pete.

Held under his gaze, Pete felt despair and sorrow, her eyes running tears. "Jack, I love you so much. Can't Mrs. Monroe just bear with me and the child I carry?"

Jack was repulsed. "You are nothing but a mistress. What right do you have to place yourself on her level?"

Pete was mortified, choking back sobs. "During the time that we were together, did you ever love me at all?"

Jack scoffed. "Recognize any man who falls in love with a call girl?"

He had remained with Pete just because she moved strongly and...