Chapter 22

After leaving the hospital, Calla stood by the roadside and tried to flag down a cab.

However, a black Bentley shot out from behind and came to a sudden halt beside her.

Alarmed, Calla jumped backward. Immediately after that, she saw Mercer coming down from the backseat of the car.

She wanted to flee, but he grabbed her shoulder before she could.

"How dare you trick me?" Mercer fumed.

"I… wouldn't dare to, of course! My stomach stopped hurting, so I…" Calla attempted to stammer out an explanation.

Out of nowhere, Mercer fixed his gaze on her and declared, "Let's get married!"

Calla stared at him in disbelief.

What was going on? That wasn't how she envisioned things playing out between them. Shouldn't he be tossing a check or a debit card to her and instructing her to deal with the pregnancy herself?

"Married? Don't joke like that. I might actually believe you," Calla said. She firmly believed he was kidding around and didn't mean what he said.

Plenty of women would kill to ma