CELESTINE's P O V

‘‘Really…?’’ As I looked into Arnold’s eyes, I let out a sarcastic chuckle. ‘‘All right, that settles it...’’

‘‘Are you worried that you won't be able to get pregnant in the future?’’ He asked while elevating my chin slightly.

I glared directly into his eyes while sneering and shaking my head in response. ‘‘That wasn't something I was considering. If I were to become pregnant with Maxwell's heir, I would rather have both of my fallopian tubes surgically removed…’’

Arnold's face turned very dark all of a sudden, and I was startled enough to tear my eyes away from him and shake his hand from my...