"Brandan," she asked confidently, "are you hiding something from me?"
The unusual color in Brandan Hyde's eyes slowly faded, some words nearly reached his throat, but he didn't dare to speak.
He hadn't found Emily Dormer, hadn't gotten rid of that child, he didn't dare to say.
"How about we have a child?"
He suddenly spoke.
Iris Harris was slightly stunned by his words, then burst into laughter: "Is this what you're worrying about?"
Brandan Hyde touched her face, "Didn't you say last time that you wanted a child?"
"Yes." Iris concealed her expression, remembering what Charles Hyde once told her, "If we had a child, our bond would be even deeper, wouldn't it?"
But later, Brandan Hyde said there was no rush, so she didn't really worry.
Unexpectedly, now it's Brandan Hyde who wants it.
She raised her hand to wrap around his neck, smiling: "You're not worried about me being a single mother anymore?"
