Everyone's faces turned pale upon hearing the news, and even Lucas's sharp eyebrows shot up.
Clenching his fists, he fixed the man with a glare and growled through gritted teeth, "What did you just say?"
The man shivered under the icy aura radiating from Lucas but managed to sneer, "I said Laura is pregnant with my child.
We're getting married."
**BAM!**
A fist slammed into the man's face, sending him staggering back.
Laura paled in horror and immediately rushed forward, grabbing Lucas's arm with trembling hands, her eyes welling up with tears.
"Brother, why did you hit him?!
Caleb and I are in love!
I want to keep this baby, and nothing—nothing you or anyone else says will stop me!"
Her voice shook as she spoke, her hand instinctively resting on her still-flat stomach.
Though there were no visible signs yet, the hospital had confirmed it—a tiny life was growing inside her.
"Grandfather—" "Grandfather—" grandpa Marson's face turned livid with rage.
