C32 The child is not yours

I was still wearing the clothes I had taken from the closet in Jovi. His clothes were custom-made and had an exquisite material style. However, when they were worn on me, they were out of the ordinary.

Under her peculiar gaze, I felt a little embarrassed. I lifted the corner of my mouth towards her and forced a smile.

Charlene sensed my discomfort and said, embarrassed, "Manman