Chapter 164

Drawing in a deep breath, she shifted her focus away, fixing her gaze upon the evolving landscape beyond the rain-streaked windows. The scenery had undergone a transformation since they departed from the outskirts of Chicago, transitioning into a lush and verdant panorama. Trees adorned in shades of orange and yellow contributed to the rich autumnal tapestry amidst the enduring green.

"Leah." Thomas's voice interrupted her contemplation. She turned back to face him, captivated by his darkly handsome and authoritative presence. At that moment, his sensual mouth was etched into a firm line, indicative of his unwavering determination to assert dominance.

Yet, an innate resistance stirred within her, compelling her to push back against his influence. "Thank you for asking me to marry you," she said awkwardly. "It's a warm and loving gesture, but my baby won't be born for months—"

"Our baby," he interjected.

"I can't be your wife when I can't even remember you," she reasoned.

"We'll see,"