"You're... going to marry me?" Bianca's laughter escaped her. She could not believe what she was hearing. A bodyguard wanted to marry her? Ah-that's right.

"Yes, I will marry you. I will be the father of the child you are carrying."

Bianca massaged her forehead. "Do you realize what you're saying? Do you realize who you are?" Bianca asked arrogantly.

"I'm just an employee. But, I assure you, I can be a good husband for you."

Bianca was silent. She really had no other choice. The baby in her womb had to have a father. But, why was the man who was willing to be her father not the man she expected. Maybe Bernard wasn't poor, but he wasn't rich like Maks either.

"The decision is yours, Miss," Bernard said, making Bianca gasp.

Bianca stared at the man in front of her. Physically, he looked dashing, and his face was quite handsome even though he was not her type. Maybe she should accept Bernard's offer.

***

Bianca walked into Bernard's apartment with a sluggish face. Her simple white