Lucas Hughes glanced towards the gynecology consultation room, observing Chloe Simpson's movements, as he spoke to Alexander Johnson on the other end of the call.
"...What? Pregnant?"
Alexander's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this.
Thunderstruck, he froze for a while before instinctively responding.
"Yes, starting this morning, Chloe has been vomiting non-stop. Recently, she's been feeling unusually fatigued, and her menstrual cycle has been overdue by more than a week."
"But Young Mister Johnson, I assure you, ever since the night of the wedding banquet, I haven't touched her. I've already said, whenever you completely lose interest in Chloe Simpson, that's when I'll act."
"Otherwise, without your permission, I wouldn't dare lay a finger on her. Besides, as you know, I don't even have the ability as a man in that regard. There's no way I could have gotten Chloe pregnant, so… the child is most likely yours."
