"He's really good-looking. You have a good eye." The neighbor smiled and stepped into the elevator.

Coco was embarrassed.

Lucas reminded, "You'd better open the door or your other neighbors may come and ask again."

Coco hesitated for a heartbeat. Then, she opened the door and let him inside.

"What else do you need, Mr. Gomez? I'm home now," Coco turned around, asking him.

Lucas pursed his lips, his gaze on her abdomen. "Does it still hurt?"

"A little. But it's tolerable, just like my usual