52. ~Aurora~

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"But I want to hear it from you."

I stared at him for a good few moments. Why was he so desperate to hear it from me when he already knew about the pregnancy?

I sighed. I could do whatever I wanted to do but I could not change the fact that this piece of shit was the father of my child and no matter what I said to justify it, he had the right to know.

In this case, he already knew. But I still had the duty to tell him.

"I am six weeks pregnant."

His face lit up for a moment before it turned into one of confusion.

"Six weeks?" He asked.

I narrowed my eyes at him. Was he doubting me?

I wanted to scream at him that I was not a vile cheater like him. But after a good cry and a few scoops of ice cream, I was feeling much more rational and also generous so I simply nodded.

"Doctors make an estimate of gestation period based on the last menstrual period." I shrugged. "If you have any doubts, the doctor will tell you the exact date of conception on th