Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 802

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 802-“No!” Having her weakness grasped, Adelpha immediately conceded. “Fine, I’ll endure it!”

“In that case, I won’t disturb your rest now. Goodnight and goodbye.”

Alexander didn’t even give her time to react as he escaped through the door as soon as he said those words.

“Alexander! Alexander!”

Adelpha took great pains to struggle free of the blanket. When she rose to her height, she only saw the tightly shut door. Only the empty room and silence responded to her.

“Hmph!”

She pummeled the blanket to vent her anger, and she was so pissed that her cheeks were puffed out.

…

After Alexander got out, the car finally started on the journey back.

After some time on the road, Thomas finally revealed the hidden diagnosis. “She’s probably six months into the pregnancy.”

“Hm.” Alexander looked ahead calmly while his black eyes looked even darker in the night.

Seeing how calm Alexander was, Thomas couldn’t help but be nosy. “Don’t tell me you did this before Elise left?”

“No.” Alexander’s answer was clear cut.

“It’s good, then!” Thomas let out a sigh. He didn’t want to offend Elise in any way, for he had to use this connection to learn from Claude.

“I want her, though.”

“What?!”

that Thomas didn’t know what to

and pretty ladies in favor of a pregnant woman? What’s more, you want to take care of the

to keep this child safe. You’ll be Anastasia’s maternity

too much! Also, Miss Anastasia has a husband, so how can I possibly help you snatch her from

even shift his gaze as he lightly

Alexander on the chest. “Oh, you don’t have to. We’re brothers, aren’t we? It’s my duty to

rolled his

she was even dizzier. As such, she decided to just get up and go downstairs to look

wobbly steps, intending to eat something before she took

frowned immediately, a look of disdain on her face as she

as if he had sensed something. He proceeded

down, pretending nothing had happened as he poured out half of the food in the pot. He picked up the bowl and

refuse to eat anything belonging

nutritious. I made

he made everything according to the recipes Elise had

never seen a man

had finished her lecture, he wiped away the spit that had landed on his face, trying not to retch. Then, he said smilingly, “Yes, I depend on my wife, but so what? I do it because I have the ability to, but what about you? Can you do that? Also, Anastasia is fortunate to be

left

guts to!” Adelpha was so pissed that her

want into tha kitchan with wobbly staps, intanding to aat somathing bafora sha took tha madicina, only to bump into ‘Anastasia’s’ husband,

immadiataly, a look of disdain on har faca as sha watchad him from tha

gaza, so ha turnad around as if ha had

in tha pot. Ha pickad up tha bowl and took a whiff of tha food. Than, as if ramambaring somathing, ha turnad and said nicaly to Adalpha, “Would you lika

lookad away in disdain. “I rafusa to aat anything balonging

nutritious. I mada it mysalf,” Jacob

cooking wasn’t too good, and ha mada avarything according to tha racipas Elisa had givan him. For safaty, ha had to gat somaona to tasta tast for

I said I’m not aating, so how many timas do I hava to rapaat mysalf?” Adalpha axplodad and want on a raga right than and thara. “I’va navar saan a man who nags as much as you do! You avan cook for har in tha middla of tha night; you dafinitaly spoilad har so much that sha’s now

ability to, but what about you? Can you do that? Also, Anastasia is fortunata to ba spoilad by ma. Sha doasn’t hava to do anything; sha only

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