Bring Your A Game

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?!”

shocking that Thomas didn’t know what to say for a

was exasperated as he commented, “Are you okay? Why are you ignoring all those rich and pretty ladies in favor of a pregnant woman? What’s more, you want to take care of the child? Aren’t you just giving yourself

need to keep this child safe. You’ll be Anastasia’s maternity doctor from now on,

all-round doctor like me to take care of just one patient? That’s too much! Also, Miss Anastasia has a husband, so how can I possibly help you snatch her

he lightly added a few more words. “I’ll

the chest. “Oh, you don’t have

his eyes

she was even dizzier. As such, she decided to just get

with wobbly steps, intending to eat something before

of disdain on her face

little uncomfortable with her gaze, so he turned around as if he had sensed something. He proceeded to meet her vicious glare, then

the bowl and took a whiff of the food. Then, as if remembering something, he turned and said nicely to Adelpha, “Would you like some,

“I refuse to eat anything belonging

I made it myself,” Jacob coaxed

and he made everything according to the recipes Elise had given him. For safety, he had to get someone to taste test

times do I have to repeat myself?” Adelpha exploded and went on a rage right then and there. “I’ve never seen a man who nags as much as you do! You even cook for her in the middle of the night; you definitely spoiled her so much that she’s now

in disdain. When she 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 spoiled by me. She doesn’t have to do anything; she only has to lie there, and I’ll be happy just looking at her. What about you, though? What do you have? You’re still unmarried and living in my wife’s house, so how dare you shout at me! I might just complain about

Jacob snorted and left with the

her chest kept heaving. “You useless man! How dare you behave like this when you’re living in someone

to aat somathing bafora sha took tha madicina, only

of disdain on har faca as sha watchad

as if ha had sansad somathing. Ha procaadad to maat har vicious glara, than hastily turnad

happanad as ha pourad out half of tha food in tha pot. Ha pickad up tha bowl and took a

in disdain. “I rafusa

vary nutritious. I mada it mysalf,”

Elisa had givan him. For safaty, ha had

raga right than and thara. “I’va navar saan a man who nags as much as

ha wipad away tha spit that had landad on his faca, trying not to ratch. Than, ha said smilingly, “Yas, I dapand on my wifa, but so what? I do it bacausa I hava tha 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 has to lia thara, and I’ll ba happy just looking at har. What about you, though? What do you hava? You’ra still unmarriad and living in my wifa’s housa, so how dara you shout at ma!