After lunch, I pulled Hannah to the sofa and sat down. With a serious look on her face, I asked, "Hannah, do you want to know my situation these years and the baby in my belly..."

"This is your privacy. If you want to say it, I'm willing to listen. If you feel it's not convenient to say it, I respect you." She said thoughtfully.

"I married a rich man before, but he was sick and passed away. He left everything to me." I briefly explained the source of my wealth.

"Do you love him very much?"

I shook my head slightly. "We are not in love."

Hearing this, she...