Chapter 142
Micah had a serious expression on his handsome face with no trace of playfulness.
There was tension and joy hidden in his deep, dark eyes, but she could not really tell for sure.
When Tiffany saw how serious he looked, her smile faded.
“Micah, do you really want to be a father?”
Micah was taken aback by her question.
After a long time, he finally spat out a word, “No.”
Worried that he would hurt the girl’s feelings, he added, “Let’s leave the matter of children to fate. Besides, I can afford to raise one if we have one.”
What else could they do?
He had to take responsibility for what he had created.
Tiffany giggled. “Even though I don’t know why your parents think I’m pregnant, I can tell you for sure that I’m not!
“I’m still a child myself. How could I be a mother?”
Even if he wanted to be a father, she was not ready to be a mother.
“Seriously. I’m a doctor. I’m sure I can tell if I’m pregnant.”
When Micah heard what she said, he nodded expressionlessly.
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