<h4>Chapter 122: Pregnant!</h4>


    Eric pulled away from E’s swollen, red lips, gasping for breath. The pool’s refracted light danced across his handsome, pale face, now tinged with a seductive blush.


    His eyes, hazy with desire, held a hint of dangerous allure that made E’s heart race and her breathing quicken.


    This breathtakingly handsome man, lost in the throes of passion, was simply too mesmerizing!


    E felt like she might get a nosebleed. Did he have to be this charming, this attractive? He had herpletely spellbound.


    Even though she felt embarrassed by her infatuation, E couldn’t tear her eyes away.


    It was humiliating to be so infatuated right in front of him!


    Seeing E’s entranced expression, Eric felt a surge of pride.


    He nibbled on her earlobe. "How about it? I’m very handsome, the most handsome in the world, right? After seeing me, can you ept any other man?"


    E bit her lip. This arrogant man! If she told the truth, his ego would swell even more!


    "Yes, I can!" E retorted defiantly. "There are many handsome men in the world. I’ve seen Mason, Charles..." Before she could finish, Eric pinched her hard, making her cry out and shiver.


    "Stubborn girl! Watch how I deal with you!" Eric’s eyes shed with coldness. How dare she mention Mason and Charles in front of him? She must be tired of living!


    E’s face was full of defiance. "Eric, you handsome devil, can’t you let me speak the truth... ah... stop that!"


    He rubbed her roughly, and E’s legs nearly gave out. But her swimsuit was hard to remove, and Eric’s attempts to kiss and undress her were failing.


    "Take it off yourself!" Hismanding tone made E shiver.


    Her stubborn pride made her huff, "I won’t!"


    "Oh, really? Throwing a tantrum now?" Eric’s eyes shed coldly, and his hand began to work more aggressively, making E scream repeatedly. The bodyguards outside the vi exchanged nces, thinking their boss was really having a great time with the youngdy...


    In the end, Eric tore arge rip in her swimsuit and kissed her passionately.


    That night was pure torment for E.


    Kisses everywhere, from here to there and back again...


    The memories of that night were unbearable!


    E finally copsed on the bed, exhausted, falling asleep before Eric could say anything.


    Eric, feeling rather unfulfilled, gritted his teeth and swore that when she woke up, he would make her pay!


    In a high-end residential area in S City, ess was strictly controlled. Only residents or those apanied by residents could enter.


    Inside one apartment, with the curtains tightly drawn, the sounds of a couple’s intimacy filled the room.


    "No... no, please..." The woman’s sobs were intermittent. A few minutester, shey there, full of grievance.


    "What’s wrong, darling? You seem unusually cautious tonight?" Robert, satisfied, held Emily close, kissing her cheek.


    Emily shyly lowered her head. "I have some good news... I’m pregnant!"


    Robert’s joy was immediate. He had little hope for Kevin, but another son would make his life perfect.


    "Really? Are you really pregnant?"


    "Of course. Why would I lie? There’s a test result in the drawer. Do you want this child?" Emily pouted, displeased.


    "Of course, how could I not?" Robert was overjoyed, showering Emily with kisses. "Thank you, dear wife, thank you for giving me a child!"


    Emily’s face was full of grievance. "Don’t call me wife. Your legal wife is still in your Davis family!"


    Robert gave an awkward smile and held her tightly, "Don’t worry, when the time is right, I will divorce her."


    "You’ve said that many times. Forget it, I don’t expect you to divorce her anymore. As long as we can be together, that’s enough." Emily sighed, a trace of worry in her expression.


    Men love mistresses like her the most, allowing them to y without the burden of divorce, even bearing their children—what a sweet deal!


    "Has your tigress at home suspected anythingtely?" Emily suddenly thought of Brianna, a woman who indeed instilled fear.


    Brianna, after all, had also risen to her position as a mistress, making her far from an easy opponent.


    Robert thought for a moment and shook his head, "No, she’s been quite calm."


    "The calmer it is, the more it signifies the calm before the storm. Be extra careful. I don’t want you toe home after a hard day’s work just to face her anger," Emily gently stroked his arm, speaking softly.


    Robert felt deeply touched, holding Emily tightly, "My dear wife, I won’t let you down!"


    Emily’s lips curved into a slight smile.


    Men prefer women who don’t cause trouble. After a long day at work, having to deal with a moody woman at home is just too much.


    Some men avoid going home for exactly this reason.


    "You should go back now. It’s only just after ten. We don’t want her getting suspicious," Emily said after a brief silence, gently pushing Robert to leave.


    Robert sighed. If not for Davis Group, he would have divorced Brianna long ago.


    He was a somewhat established businessman, an entrepreneur. A divorce would tarnish his image, a cost he wasn’t willing to bear.


    Robert valued his personal interests too much, which is why he wouldn’t divorce Brianna just yet and didn’t want to escte things with her.


    Emily, on the other hand, didn’t care whether he divorced or not. She never intended to marry him from the start.


    Her goal was simple—money. As long as there was money, she was willing to be anyone’s pawn.


    Robert hurried home to find Brianna sitting in the living room watching TV.


    Seeing him return, Brianna happily got up to greet him, "You’re back, honey? There’s some soup in the kitchen. Let me warm it up for you."


    "Okay, thanks, dear." Robert felt a bit guilty, but the memory of Brianna pping Emily hard erased his guiltpletely.


    Tonight, he was in a particrly good mood, knowing that Emily was pregnant. If she bore him a son, he’d have an heir!


    Brianna brought out the warmed soup and handed it to Robert, "Drink it. It’s better warm. Honey, I called your office but couldn’t reach you. Where were you?"


    While Robert was with Emily, he had realized his phone was dead and didn’t bother to charge it.


    "I was out dining with a client. My phone died, see?"


    Robert took out his phone and ced it on the table. Brianna nced at it and gave a faint smile, "You work so hard. Just be more careful next time, okay? Otherwise, it’s hard to reach you."