"You're joking, huh?" Atlas stared at his mother, waiting for her to tell him she was pulling a prank on him.
"Would I leave the comfort of my home to pull a prank on you? That is not even the best part. She's due in a month."
"Shit!" His hand balled into a fist.
"Yeah, so I'm guessing you'll be telling your wife?" She said sarcastically.
Atlas' head spun as different thoughts attacked his mind.
He had only just patched things up with Aveline. They were on a good pace. And now the other shoe had dropped.
"I can't tell her, can I?" he questioned through a panicking voice.
Nadia Sinclair lifted a brow. "You're not even trying to deny it. So you did set out to get her pregnant?"
"No mum. I definitely wasn't sleeping with her with the intention of getting her pregnant. It didn't even happen for long," he said in his defense.
Nadia Sinclair chortled. "What a fine defense that is. You're old enough to use protection. Should I be giving you sex education at your age?"
