What?

Grace shook his body and looked at him with disbelief.

She never dreamed that he would think of himself like this.

'What? Am I wrong?' Carl pushed her into the corner step by step, grabbed her chin and sneered, 'Grace, it was you who trampled my heart and blood on the ground. It was you who made me a joke. Now you are running to tell me that the child is mine. How can you make me believe you?'

'I didn't think thoroughly about the previous incident, but I was really not sure who the child belonged to at that time. Now I am sure, and I just want...