As he said that, he pulled her on him with great strength. Then he quickly pulled out the infusion needle from the back of his hand, turned over and pressed her.

Ivelle was furious, "Jordan, let go of me."

His voice was hoarse and rusty. "Let go? Isn't that what you want me to do when you piss me off? What? Unhappy?"

"Jordan, if you don't want this child, you can say it bluntly. You don't have to force me to get rid of him in this way again and again." She calmed down because she knew in her heart that she could not struggle with him.

He slightly stopped...