Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion

"There are also many posts online discussing whether Taylor's pregnancy is true or not, some believe it's real, and others think it's just hype. From 8 this morning, this news has also successively topped the hot search lists on platforms like Google, Yahoo, and Twitter, maintaining a high degree of heat. As of ten o'clock, Taylor's side has yet to offer any explanation."

Ms. Mandy handed over a tablet as she spoke.

Link skimmed through it.

Following the revelation by the "Hollywood Reporter," many netizens posted activity photos of Taylor, pointing out that prior to last year, every time she attended public events, she would wear body-hugging clothes, showing off her slender waistline.

Taylor had also mentioned on a talk show that she was anxious about her figure, saying that if she put on even a pound, she would punish herself by not eating until she lost the excess weight.

However, looking at her recent photos, her figure had obviously trended towards gaining weight, with her exposed cheeks and the backs of her hands looking a bit chubby.

Therefore, netizens are 80 percent certain that the news of 'Taylor's pregnancy' is true.

Link scratched his forehead as he looked at these photos, feeling somewhat annoyed.

If Taylor's pregnancy was true, who was the father of the child?

If it was himself, it wouldn't be a bad thing, but what if it wasn't his?

Link clenched his fists, feeling increasingly troubled.

After some thought, he took out his phone and called Taylor, but a recorded message informed him that the number was not reachable.

He opened WhatsApp and sent her a message asking if the child was his, saying he was willing to take responsibility if it was.

After sending the message, he regretted it instantly, realizing he shouldn't have asked if it was his, but should've been more subtle, like asking how many months pregnant she was.

Taylor already had a bad temper, and now being pregnant, he didn't know how she would react to this message.

He tried to retract the message but failed, which meant that the receiver had already read it.

"You look a bit rounder in the face and even prettier. Are you really pregnant?"

Link asked.

"What's it to you?"

Taylor replied.

"I haven't seen any news about boyfriends you've been seeing recently, and you're not the type to mess around. If you are pregnant, the child can only be mine, and as the father, it naturally concerns me."

"You think you know me so well? Too bad you're wrong this time. After we broke up in April or May, I was feeling down and got drunk at a bar, then slept with some guy. Afterwards, I found out I was pregnant. I took it as a gift from heaven, so I decided to keep it. It has nothing to do with you, so stop overthinking it."

Taylor replied.

Link was so furious upon reading the message he nearly crushed his phone's screen.

"I can't believe you're that kind of woman..."

As he was drafting his message, it suddenly occurred to him that this might just be Taylor blowing off steam. Every time he talked to her, he ended up so angry he felt like hitting someone. Perhaps this was just another one of her rants.

He deleted the message and dialed Andrea's number, which was hung up after ringing twice.

"I already told you it's not yours, it doesn't concern you, what more do you want?"

Taylor messaged him.

"I know it's mine, but I can't tell you the reason right now."

"What reason?"

"I can't tell you right now."

"Asshole, did you tamper with the condom that time?"

Ding-a-ling! Before he could reply, his phone rang—it was Taylor's call.

As soon as Link answered, he heard Taylor cursing at him, although her vocabulary was limited, repeating words like "asshole" and "damn jerk," without even an F-bomb.

"Taylor, don't be angry, it's not what you think, I swear to God, everything I did was because I love you."

"You're a lying jerk, I swear I'll never let you see the child in this lifetime."

"Honey, listen to me explain..."

Beep beep beep!

The call was disconnected, and despite trying to call back twice to explain, Link couldn't get through.

He used WhatsApp to message Taylor and was blocked again, and was no longer friends on MSN, Facebook, and other platforms.

Link pinched the bridge of his nose, wishing he had been gentler earlier.

In fact, he had anticipated that Taylor would get angry, but without saying so, he wouldn't have been able to confirm whether the child was his. Now that Taylor was furious, it essentially confirmed it for him.

Using that method to get Taylor pregnant was indeed a bit low.

But Taylor didn't use birth control afterward and took no measures when she discovered the pregnancy, which indicated she was willing to accept the child.

Therefore, the arrival of this child was the mutual wish of both parties, a fruit of love, and not some conspiracy.

Seeing the nanny car pull onto the coastal highway, Link wanted to check on Taylor, but had no idea where she was. After a moment's thought, he dialed Lina's number, which took two tries before it was answered.

"What do you want?"

Selena's voice was soft and mushy, carrying a bubbly sound.

"Are you still sleeping?"

"Cough cough! No, how could I, I just came back from running outside, huffing and puffing, how's it going in South Korea, it should be the middle of the night over there, right? What's up with the call?"

Selena pretended to be out of breath as she spoke.

"I'm in Los Angeles."

"Ah? Oh, yes, I remember now, you did say you were coming back today, I just washed a plate of strawberries for you, come home soon and have some."

"Did you know Taylor is pregnant?"

Thump!

The sound of something dropping to the floor was followed by a startled yelp.