Chapter 39%
Jonathan’s eyes turned bloodshot. He wanted to strangle her, but he didn’t dare.
His father was over the moon about this baby. If anything happened to it now, Jonathan would have no way to explain himself Moreover, he absolutely couldn’t let his father know that he had slept with Yvonne
This child, this child, this child‘
He had once desperately wanted a child, but now he had reached a point where the sight of one filled him with fear
Jonathan truly felt regret at this moment. Why on earth did he lose me for the sake of a child?
Neither Wendy nor Yvonne was with him out of love..
The only person who had truly loved him had been driven away by his actions.)
Jonathan stood before the bathroom mirror, his fingers digging deeply into his temples.
The man in the mirror had dark circles under his eyes and his jawline looked sharp due to his weight loss
Cold water dripped from his chin onto the sink, making faint ticking sounds.
Jonathan, breakfast is ready” Dean’s tough voice came from downstairs.
Since Yvonne had become pregnant, the older man’s health had miraculously improved!!
Jonathan mechanically fastened his tie, his fingers trembling slightly as they touched his Adam’s apple
He stared at his pale face and suddenly recalled last night’s dream: the child Yvonne gave birth to had his eyes but called him “brother” in Daphne’s voice.
He shuddered violently, his head throbbing even more
“The doctor says the baby’s doing great.” Yvonne pushed a glass of warm milk toward his father at the dining table. Her hand casually stroked her growing belly. “Next week, we can start checking the baby’s heartbeat”
Dean grinned, the wrinkles around his eyes deepening. “Jonathan, go with Wonne to the appointment, will you?”
Jonathan’s fork screeched across the plate
He looked up and met Yvonne’s eyes, filled with smug triumph.
Those eyes… looked just like Daphne’s, but right now, he saw manipulation.
“There’s a merger deal I have to handle,” he said, dropping his napkin. His voice was flat. “I’m leaving.”
He practically fled to the company.
Outside the floor–to–ceiling windows, the sun shone brightly, but Jonathan fell a chill all over.
He opened his phone and subconsciously scrolled to my social media page X
The latest update was a candid shot of Julian’s back as he cooked in the kitchen, a profile I had secretly taken.
In the photo, Julian’s sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his forearms smooth, strong lines.
A pot of soup simmered on the stove and Pax sat on the counter, looking around curiously.
That warm, homely feeling practically seeped through the screen, stabbing Jonathan in the chest.
It reminded him of when we first got married &
Except back then, I was the one doing the cooking.
He suddenly locked his phone, grabbed a bottle of whiskey from the cabinet and downed it in one go.
Meanwhile, I was decorating a room with Julian
“This Lisianthus has such a beautiful curve,” I said, holding up a pale purple bloom. “Think it’d look nice in the entryway vase?”
Julian was arranging some fresh flowers. He looked up and smiled. “It’s lovely ”
He walked over and gently brushed a strand of hair from my forehead. “But I think a white tulip would look even better”
Pax rolled around under the flower shelf, knocking over a bucket of baby’s breath.
Little petals clung to its orange fur like stardust.
“You naughty thing.” Julian crouched down and scratched its chin. Sunlight danced on his lashes as he teased, “You’re getting one less fish treat tonight.”
I couldn’t help but laugh and snapped a photo of the moment.
Julian looked up at me, his gaze soft. When he stood, he naturally wrapped his arms around my waist and planted a gentle kiss on the top of my head
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