He'll Be a Good Father

As he was still worried, Regan instructed the servants' duties in detail before letting them go. Once he did, Mrs. West and the others could finally heave a sigh of relief in their hearts. They were aware that although the president might seem happy right now, his gentleness was only limited to Miss Wilkinson. In actuality, the president was still cruel and domineering. When Regan returned to the bedroom and saw that Hazel was sleeping soundly, his lips curled into a small. Then, he carefully and slowly took off his suit as to not wake Hazel up. Currently, Regan thought that even a louder noise could harm the pregnant Hazel, so he was feeling extremely nervous. Once he finally took off the suit, he climbed into bed and carefully held Hazel, who was sleeping, in his arms. At this moment, Regan felt like he had owned the whole world. As he looked at Hazel, his eyes trailed down from her eyelashes, her nose and cherry lips, her pale neck, and finally her abdomen. In an instant, his gaze