He shrugged, "I don't know Quinn, I don't even know what this is. I know you slept with Puck, and I know... that you lied to me. You let me believe that you weren't ready, maybe you just didn't want to do it with me." He wanted to tell her it was okay if she wasn't ready, but obviously she had been ready, just not ready to do it with him. Did she know she was pregnant? He didn't want to bring it up. Part of him was relieved that she wasn't his. As hard as he tried he had never felt ready.
If Quinn didn't know she was pregnant he couldn't tell her, it was too weird. She still seemed to be under the impression they could make this work. If there hadn't been a baby and he still found out maybe he could have forgiven her, maybe he would have made it work.
Then again he might already be with Rachel, he really liked her but there always seemed to be so many hurdles. He had loved Quinn though. Ugh, all of these what ifs made his brain hurt.