Chapter: 1818

Just as she moved forward, Bethany quickly stepped in front of Aimee.

“You can argue all you want, but no fighting! And Aimee, remember you're pregnant."

Aimee pouted, still unfazed. "She came at me first! She should've expected my response."

“You're pregnant again?" Siena's gaze dropped to Aimee's stomach, her voice trembling with disbelief.

"That's right! Nikolas loves me so much that he wants me to have his children. He doesn't want to marry anyone else, mor would he let another woman bear his child. Only me." Aimee's defiant smile widened.