Chapter 845 That Little Witch Is Pregnant

• Dylan Musk didn’t answer Rourou, nor did he bother to explain. That only made the girl’s sixth sense prickle harder.
• She bit her rosy lips, playing the timid, clingy sweetheart, but her clear eyes were locked tight on Avery Rumpley’s face.
• Facing the girl’s hostility, Avery let out a quiet, helpless laugh and lifted the children’s clothes in her hand. “Me? I’m nobody. Think of me as an old acquaintance of his, but we’re not close. Honestly, I’m basically a stranger.”