Fated to My Alpha Boss
I hated that I suddenly missed his closeness.
"Matilda was, is, very happy and she is indeed pursuing love."
I sat up, scowling.
"In the purest form I know," he added, cutting off my objection. "She wants to be a mother."
I could feel my mouth hanging open. "A mother?"
"And it's your fault, by the way." I could see Charles was enjoying this, stringing it out while I sat tortured. I slumped back, the bump on my head beginning to throb slightly while my ankle was going numb.