Marietta gave him a sour look. "Oh please, I don't think you've ever stopped by for anything that even remotely resembles an emergency." He usually came when he was weirdly sober and being a huge prat and utterly obnoxious besides.
She was about to answer and say that yes, she was trying to push him out because he was not welcome just then, but he mentioned being the father of the child as if that gave him some sort of power and she very well could not let that sit without commenting. "You have got to be kidding. You honestly think that it's going to be your business who I shag now because we've got a child together? You are sorely mistaken, Zacharias Smith. It's none of your bloody business what I do, just like I don't give a shite what you do. My getting pregnant wasn't something I wanted and it doesn't bond us in anyway other than the child. Don't even try to make it anything else." It was a bit sad, actually, that ever since this whole thing had started she hadn't really had a normal conversation with him. Not that they were ever really normal together, but she did sort of miss the way they used to be.
She crossed her arms over her chest and glared at him. "What do you want, Zacharias? I have an engagement and I really don't need this right now."