"...."
The silence that followed after Mila's statement was loud enough to shake the entire building, and Mila's ears were beginning to burn from shame.
She could feel the multiple eyes on her, but one was even more pressuring, and it was Zyran's own. Mila didn't know what was going on in his mind at the moment, but she could guess that he wanted to kick her out. When she saw Zyran move his leg, Mila swallowed hard.
This was it, what she had imagined before leaving the house. Zyran was going to drag her by the neck and throw her out of the company, and she will be on her—
"Did the baby really ask of me?"
Mila froze. Zyran was now standing in front of her, rubbing her stomach gently, and to make it even worse... or maybe better, he bent forward and placed his ear on her stomach.
"Ehm," Peach cleared her throat. Quickly reverting, she turned around and left.