How Can That B*tch Got Pregnant?

Seeing this, everyone was shocked and stared at Regan with their mouths agape. Although the glutinous porridge seeped out through his fingers, Regan only stared at Hazel as if he didn't care about it. In actuality, everyone knew that Regan had serious mysophobia. In the past, he would never tolerate his hands to be stained like this! As her heart skipped a beat, Hazel looked at Regan with eyes filled with panic and fear. Seeing her gaze, Regan instantly held back his temper. He didn't want to scare Hazel, who was currently pregnant with his child. Picking up the handkerchief, Regan wiped his fingers elegantly, but one could note the dangerous anger he had hidden under his graceful facade. In fact, those who clearly knew of Regan's character were aware that he was suppressing his rage. "You're pregnant with my baby now, and yet you're still thinking of others? Hazel... just what on earth is your heart made of?" Hearing this, a pained expression flashed across Hazel's eyes. She knew that