Chapter 155 A Staged Play

Giselle's body stiffened for a moment before she let out a self-mocking laugh. "Are you willing to be this baby's father?" Elijah's grip unconsciously tightened. He really couldn't bear—nor did he have the heart—to make her have an abortion. He let her go and said seriously, "Grandma really values this baby. She's very happy right now. Don't get rid of the baby yet." Hearing that, Giselle tentatively asked, "You're not angry?" As soon as she said that, Elijah suddenly pinned her beneath him. He lowered his head and claimed her red lips in a fierce kiss, as if he wanted to swallow her whole. Giselle was completely swept away, her consciousness slowly drifting. His hands, burning like fire, slipped beneath her clothes and roamed over her body. Just when Giselle thought Elijah would continue, he stopped again. He held her tightly, pressed his forehead to the crown of her head, and said, "Once the novelty wears off, we'll get rid of it! I don't like it. If you want a baby, we'll ha