Trash Husband, I'm the Top novel Chapter 84

Aurora read his lips—*Grandma*.

All the hurt and anger she’d bottled up came rushing to the surface, but she forced herself to swallow it down.

Her rage was like a stone tossed into a lake: it sent out a single ripple, then vanished, leaving the surface undisturbed.

“Pregnant?” Mrs. Chambers stared at Aurora’s belly, her expression a strange mix of regret and disappointment.

For all her disapproval of Aurora, she did care about the child.

Mr. Hogan Chambers’s stern demeanor softened. Leaning on his cane, he rose to his feet. “If you’re pregnant, you should stay home and get plenty of rest.”

He headed upstairs. That was the end of the matter as far as the Chambers family was concerned.

Mrs. Chambers, still holding on to her matriarchal authority, gave Aurora a stern lecture: “Since you’re expecting, you’d better take care of yourself at home. If I find out you’re up to any nonsense outside, you’ll answer to me.”

Aurora felt a tight, suffocating pressure in her chest. She almost laughed.

Daniel claimed she was pregnant, but Ms. Temple had told her long ago that she could never have children.

“I…”

She wanted, desperately, to say it out loud. But as soon as she opened her mouth, Daniel’s hand closed tightly around her fingers—a silent warning.

For her grandmother’s sake, Aurora forced herself to stay quiet.

No one spoke on the drive home.

Back at the house, Aurora retreated to her small bedroom. She washed up and had just climbed into bed when the door opened.

Daniel tossed his keys onto the table without a word. He leaned down, swept Aurora up in his arms, and carried her straight to the master bedroom.

She caught the familiar scent of his shower gel.

He’d just showered.

In that instant, the truth hit her, and she began to struggle fiercely.

But he pinned her down between the sheets.

Daniel pressed a kiss to her forehead. With a flick, he shed his bathrobe, revealing his lean, muscled torso.

“Daniel, are you asking me to have a child just for Eleanor’s sake?”

Did he really think she couldn’t see through him? He wanted to trap her with a child, to give Eleanor one less thing to worry about.

Daniel’s desire vanished in an instant.

His gaze darkened, his tone sincere and solemn, as if swearing an oath. “I want a child with you. This has nothing to do with Eleanor.”

Aurora acted as if his tenderness meant nothing.

Tears glittered in her eyes, fractured by the harsh light. “Daniel, I can’t have children.”

He didn’t believe her.

To him, she was just angry—using this as another excuse to push him away.

His patience snapped.

“I’ve already shown you the surveillance footage. Eleanor never once mentioned the formula to that man, and there’s been no contact between them since. What more do you want from me?”