"I was right after all, you have no feelings for me, and you don't love me. You agreed to be my girlfriend just to find a cheap daddy for your child, preferably a wealthy one, so that you can secure your child's future. Your heart only has this child!"
Sylvan Cheney finally understood why every time he wanted to kiss her, she would refuse.
"Sylvan Cheney, you are not ready to be a father." Jasmine Yale slung her bag over her shoulder, her expression increasingly indifferent, "I beg you, do not harm my baby anymore. If anything happens to him, I will fight you to the end."
"Jasmine Yale, you've been playing me in circles, I admit it, and I know when to cut my losses. You like money, don't you? Then I won't let things go your way. Starting next week, don't come to work at the company!"
Jasmine Yale's hand froze on the strap of her bag, and she looked at him in disbelief, her eyes brimming with unshed tears.
Her heart trembled.
Her legs almost gave out.
