In the women's toilet, Riya was pinned to the door.
Stefan pressed down and trapped her in his arms.
Looking at the handsome face in front of her, Riya panicked. She pretended to be calm and smiled, "We are in the women's toilet. Mr. Key, aren't afraid of being called a pervert?"
"The baby is mine."
Stefan leaned forward, with his waist pressing against Riya's belly. His strength did not make her feel uncomfortable.
Stefan's voice came from Riya's head. He was unwilling to give up, "Let's talk."
Riya was furious and rolled her eyes. She said in a cold tone, "Nothing to talk about. It was an accident. I won't accept the baby."
She could not be threatened by the baby.
Stefan became serious and upset. He tightened his chin.
He held her waist forcefully, "I don't agree."
Riya frowned. She was annoyed by Stefan's stubbornness.
"It's in my body. I don't need your permission."
"Because of him? You still love him?"
Stefan's voice was calm but cold, making Riya angrier.
