Chapter: 1751

Then it hit him. Hard. His face went pale. “Are you pregnant?"

Aimee crossed her arms, still glaring. She was so furious she didn't even want to see his face. "I don't know. I'm just guessing."

The nausea felt far too familiar—too much like the early signs she'd experienced with their daughter.

Nikolas' heart jumped into his throat. He grabbed her wrist. “Don't guess! Let's go to the hospital! We'll find out for sure!"

But she yanked her hand free and took a step back, her body Language closing off any further discussion.