Natalie Jennings hurriedly shielded herself, "Hayden Sheffield!"
"Not every woman is qualified to bear my child," his eyes darkened, "Only you are."
"I've never cared for that so-called qualification!"
"But you don't have a choice." Hayden said, "From the moment you stood at the operating room door and agreed to accept my help, everything was out of your hands."
Natalie Jennings bit her lower lip hard. "I'll say it again, the child is not a bargaining chip, not part of any transaction!"
"Of course it's not."
She wanted to say more, but Hayden had no intention of arguing with her further.
He raised his hand and switched off all the lights in the bedroom.
In the darkness, he could feel the fine texture of her skin even more clearly.
Natalie Jennings was trembling so helplessly, utterly lost.
She tried to make her final stand, "Don't... no, Hayden... don't make me hate you even more..."
At this moment, Hayden, while committing the most violent act, spoke in the gentlest tone.
