Chapter 144 Magnet For Trouble

• Sandro’s knuckles turned white as he tightened his grip around the steering wheel, his jaw set in a firm line. The road stretched out before them, illuminated by the glow of the dashboard lights cutting through the darkness of the night. Nathalie sat in the passenger seat, her gaze fixed on him, waiting for an explanation.
• "I don't know whose child Elle is carrying," Sandro finally admitted, his voice low and tense. "That's why I was there tonight. To find out the truth."
• Nathalie's eyes widened in disbelief, her heart sinking at the weight of his words. "But how can you not know?" she asked, her voice tinged with confusion and a hint of hurt. “Can’t you take the wild guess or consult doctors to know which month it is?”