Nathan seemed to be warming the milk, but he was actually trying to calm himself. M''s presence had


    been unsettling to him.


    After sitting down, M removed her scarf and gloves before surveying the room. She found that


    nothing had changed.


    The room remained spacious, simple, and organized. It perfectly reflected Nathan''s straightforward and


    tidy personality.


    Nathan went over to M with the ss of milk and offered it to her. M looked up at him and slowly


    epted it. "Thank you."


    Nathan felt a sudden sting of pain when he touched her cold fingertips. She wasn''t warm enough even


    though she was bundled up.


    He sat across from her and watched her calmly. M felt a little ufortable under his gaze. She took


    a sip of the warm milk to ease her difort.


    The room fell silent, and there was tension in the air.


    M held the ss nervously and looked into Nathan''s quiet eyes. "Everyone''s been talking about it


    lately, even Cole knows. Why didn''t you ask me about it?"


    Bitterness crept up inside Nathan. He sighed before asking, "What exactly do you want me to ask?"


    Ovee by guilt, M dropped her head.


    "Shouldn''t the baby''s mother be the one to inform me that I have a baby?" Nathan asked.


    “I''m sorry,” M murmured.


    Nathan''s eyes welled up slightly at her apology, but he brushed it off. "Since you didn''t want me to


    know, that suggests you don''t want me to take responsibility for it. So, why should I go against your


    will?" "Everyone says the child is not yours." M''s heart sank.


    "I never doubted that."


    A wave of warmth washed over M''s heart and her sense of guilt was on the rise. She was deeply


    sorry for Nathan, but she couldn''t suppress her anger about why he couldn''t stay away from Fenna.


    During the time of her memory loss, she had already been through theplex entanglement between


    her husband and her husband''s admirer. It was unbearable to live in a constant state of doubt, fear,


    and suspicion.


    M still remembered how bitter that had made her feel. Even now, the mere thought of it was enough


    to make her heart ache.


    She took another sip of the milk, then pursed her lips before saying, "The baby is more than six months


    along now. It''s because of the baby that I was able to return from Suntend, not because I betrayed


    Suntend and escaped.”


    Nathan clenched his fists, his voice trembling as he asked, "Are you not going to let me be the baby''s


    father?"


    "You already are.”


    "The baby is in your womb. I''m nothing without your permission,” Nathan said in a self-deprecating


    tone.


    M thought for a moment before she said, "Fenna must have had the wrong idea. She assumed the


    baby wasn''t yours because she thought I was only four months pregnant.”


    "Why bring her up? What does she have to do with the baby?"


    "She loves you very much, so I didn''t want her to know that the baby was yours. I kept it from you all


    this time because I was afraid for the baby''s safety.”


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    "Fenna’s not that kind of person.” Nathan frowned in response.


    His words jolted M into rity and instantly dispelled her guilt. She took a deep breath and said


    nonchntly, "Fine, I was letting myself get clouded by what I suspected. I thought too badly of her."


    "You''vee to tell me that even though the baby is mine, it has nothing to do with me, right?" Nathan


    asked sorrowfully.


    M shook her head and looked at him heavy-heartedly. Despite their calm conversation, she could


    see tears in his eyes. He was obviously deeply hurt, but he held himself together.


    “I was going to wait until after the baby was born to tell you that it was yours and to get married to you,"


    M exined.


    After setting the ss down on the coffee table, she gathered her courage and continued, "Since I can''t


    keep it hidden any longer, let''s get married, Nate."