fantishu
Chapter 182
Linda had just breathed a sigh of relief when a new wave of terror washed over her eyes.
Chloe smirked, "Relax, I'm not going to kill you. You're not worth spending my life in jail for."
"Chloe, what do you want?"
"You wrecked my life, so let's trade for what you hold most dear right now." Chloe twirled a strand of her hair thoughtfully. "But what is it that you value the most? Being Lucas' wife? Lucas himself? Or... the baby you're carrying?"
Chloe's eyes settled on Linda's belly.
Linda felt a chill. She wrapped her arms protectively around her stomach. "Chloe, don't you dare harm my child."
Chloe grinned, "It's a pity he has you for a mother, Linda. I guess I'll be the bad guy this time."
Chloe stood up and turned to Lucas. "Lucas, didn't you say you wanted to make things right?"
Chloe fixed him with a cold stare. "I'll give you a chance."
Lucas stood there, stunned.
Linda was frantic. "Chloe, you can't do this. You have no right to hurt him. You'll regret it, I swear. If you hurt him, you'll regret it someday."
Linda realized Chloe had made Lucas the weapon against her. It had to be Lucas so that the pain would cut even deeper.
Lucas frowned deeply. After a long pause, he looked away, his voice heavy. "Chloe, I never planned on keeping the child." Linda staggered back, one step at a time. "No, you can't do this to me."
But Lucas moved forward, grabbing her. "Linda, terminate this pregnancy and leave the country. This child should never have come into this world, and you don't deserve to be his mother."
"Linda, we all have to pay for our mistakes, you and I both."
Chloe left the villa at Greenpeace Estate and headed home. She remained silent the entire way, and Connor didn't ask any questions.
Chloe took leave from the TV station and slept for three days straight. The confrontation with Linda seemed to have drained every ounce of her strength.
During those days, Connor didn't go to his office either. Whenever Chloe woke up, he was right there, making sure she ate. When she fell back asleep, he'd retreat to his study to work.
Chloe had never slept this deeply before, likely due to the medication. For years, she'd been haunted by the deepest, most painful questions. Finally, she had her answers. But the truth was even more brutal than she'd ever imagined.
Thinking about the vile, filthy scoundrel who had hurt her made Chloe feel sick.
As evening fell, Chloe woke up again. She found herself not on the third floor but in Connor's room on the second floor. The pillow still carried Connor's unique, cool scent.
This fragrance made her feel safe and secure. Chloe slowly sat up. After three days of sleep, she finally felt a bit of her strength return. She walked barefoot out of the room.
The house was quiet. Chloe checked the time. She knew exactly where Connor would be.
She headed straight to the dining
room on the first floor. Sure enough, there was Connor, moving around the kitchen. Today, he was stiff in his white shirt, with a small apron tied around him. Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.