CHAPTER 202 THE DEAL

Taria almost grimaced. “I’m sorry, John, but I’m pregnant. If I accidentally trip and fall, Kennedy would be furious. You should ask someone else.” Then she slowly edged away from him. John peered at her belly with narrowed eyes. “Taria, are you really pregnant with Kennedy’s child?” Taria froze. She whirled around to face him, struggling to appear calm despite the thundering of her heart inside her chest. “Of course I am.” Why was John asking this out of the blue? Did he realize something? “Really? Taria, how far along are you in your pregnancy?” John sauntered up to Taria, his smile laden with insinuations. “I can vividly recall your presence in my bed over a month ago.” Taria’s expression changed. She looked around and found that everyone was dancing on the dance floor, so no one noticed them. “John, can I have a word with you?” John, still smiling, followed her. The two of them found themselves in a secluded corner. Taria attempted to maintain a facade, keeping the trut