Facing the man’s ambiguous attitude, I remained indifferent and felt bored. “I didn’t need your apology.”
You just need to understand one thing, and that is that we have already broken ups
After saying that, 1 hung up the phone directly, took out the SIM card, and threw both the phone and
It was already 11 o’clock at night after finishing the welcoming banquet.
My long–lost high school best friend sent me a message, inviting me to have a late night drink.
nd the SIM card in
card into the trash can
So I immediately went home and changed into a very fitted long dress, and happily went to the appointment
Jazz Bar at 1:30 in the morning
Just as I was about to raise my third glass of martini, ready to toast again with my best friend, someone, filled with anger, ruthlessly snatched my drink
from behind.
Looking back at the conditioned reflex, I saw Tyrell’s incredibly gloomy face.
Before I had a chance to ask him how he ended up here.
The man had already grabbed my arm and pulled me up from my seat without hesitation, saying, “Who allowed you to drink? You, a pregnant woman about to give birth, how dare you…!”
The man’s accusatory words came to a sudden halt halfway through
He stared blankly at my abdomen for a long time.
Tyrell’s gaze finally looked deep into my eyes from bottom to top and he asked, “Lallah, where is the child?
Seeing that I remained silent, Tyrell clenched his fists and couldn’t stop trembling
His eyes were bloodshot, and he asked me persistently, “I asked you, where is our child?”
I looked at him calmly and said, “It’s gone.”
Simple two words, like a thousand years of ice, instantly freezing the man’s limbs and bones.
Pale–faced, he staggered back several steps, murmuring to himself incessantly, “Impossible, how is this possible…”
I watched Tyrell with a lost and bewildered expression on his face.
I couldn’t help but sigh in my heart.
Men are born actors.
Eight:
it months ago, Laccidentally discovered that I was pregnant, and I immediately informed Tyrell about it by showing him the pregnancy test.
My honesty was filled with unease, but it only resulted in the man’s prolonged silence.
And that question, which I will never forget for the rest of my life. “Lailah, are you sure the child is mine?”
In the jazz bar, as I was about to leave with my best friend, Tyrell quickly approached and tightly grabbed my wrist, refusing to let me go no matter what.
The man’s eyes turned terrifyingly bloodshot. “Lailah, I need the truth about the child, or I will never let you go in my entice ilfe.”
Five minutes later, Inside the corner of the underground parking lot, a black car was parked
The man leaned forward and took the initiative to fasten my seatbelt as the co–pilot.
I impatiently refused him, “Just ask whatever you want to know right here, there’s no need to waste my time by changing locations.”
The man paused for a moment, a clear expression of hurt flickering in his eyes,
He withdrew his presumptuous hand and asked me coldly, “How exactly did the child disappear?” –
I smiled ambiguously and asked, “What do you think?”
After a moment of contemplation, Tyrell looked at me with regret in his eyes and said, “If you had been willing to wait patiently at the old house when we encountered the snake that day, and let me personally take you to the hospital, perhaps our child could have been saved”
Lallah, you were really too stubborn.
Upon hearing these words, I became even more certain that any decision to terminate the pregnancy was absolutely correr.
“Tyrell, you got it wrong the child wasn’t missing in the mansion.”
I looked at the man expressionlessly and said indifferently. “The child was aborted at my request. You were also present before the surgery.”
Furrowing his brows deeply, Tyrell angrily chus klod, “Lailah, do you think I was foolish enough to believe such an absurd lie and then willingly separate
I was too lazy to speak, so I directly opened my phone and found the electronic medical records and payment receipts from when I had surgery at the hospital. I clearly placed them in front of the man.
Looking at the content on his phone, Tyrell’s face visibly changed from pale to white, until it turned ashen and detested.
He asked me, “Why did you do this?”
I looked inditterent and said, “I’m tired of it.”
