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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-SIX

Author: Grace Kelly
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-22 21:22:47

VALERIA’S POV

By the time Chris’s eyelids fluttered open, I was already staring at him like I had been for the past ten minutes. His facial features weren't bad, which meant our child would look good. Yes, I could do better than him, given my beautiful face and banging body. But whenever I saw Chris, I didn't see his body, only his pocket. The amount of money I could get from him, I wouldn't have to work till I die.

I watched him jerk upright, clutching the sheet with his eyes widened.

“Fuck, what are you staring at me for?” His tone was a bit harsh.

But I flashed him a smile instead, “And good morning to you as well. First, you need a bath, and then we can talk.”

He arched his brows. “Who do you think you are telling me what to do in my own goddamn house?”

“The mother of your child. Now go clean up so you can stop smelling like dog poo.” I mocked and immediately held my nose while rolling my eyes.

His chin tightened, and I could tell before he let out an inaudible curse and stepped
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