Chapter Seventy Five

Anger blazed from him. "Being independently wealthy does not give you the right to keep me in ignorance of my own flesh and blood.”

“I was going to tell you, Daniel,” she said.

“When?” he bored in.

"I don't know" Emma said, she was staring to get angry. The last thing she needed right now was to argue with him. "Maybe... After the baby was born. When it was a real child.” she said.

“A real child?” His voice rose in incredulity. His gaze went to her stomach again.”You don’t think that’s real?”

When she didn't reply, he added. "Didn’t it ever occur to you that I might want to provide every care to ensure that my child is safely born?"

No, it hadn’t. She’d had no experience of men caring to that degree. It was women who did the looking after. And she had honestly believed he wouldn't want the baby. He was the one who took off when things started to get a bit serious between them. He di