Emily's POV 

I worked on my buttons, as I swept an appreciative gaze at my body. Raising my head, I looked into the mirror, and a smile tugged at my lips as a beautiful elegant lady stared back at me.

Sighing, I shoved my fingers into my hair as thoughts about Vivian crossed my mind. I could recall the last time I saw her and Mrs. Michelson at the mall the day before yesterday.

“Pregnant…” I mumbled, a sly smile curled at my lips. 

Not that I found it funny but it's so ridiculous that she's expecting a child for him and yet, he's so keen on getting custody over...