He released his grip from Renee Anderson's chin, expressionless, pulled out a Marlboro from his pocket and lit it, leaned against the chair and took a puff, then suddenly coldly said, "Abort it."
Renee suddenly looked at him, as if she didn't know him, and quickly walked toward him, saying painfully, "Adam, this is your child, trust me!"
Adam Sinclair flicked the ash off his cigarette indifferently, looking at her utterly unmoved, "Even if it's my child, I won't want it. My children can only be borne by Olivia Lewis. Absolutely no other woman could bear my children!"
Renee's heart was pierced with pain. She clung to Adam, though there was some greed within her, when she chose Adam instead of someone like Austin Harper, she still harbored a little affection deep down.
After all, Adam had given her so much in the past, including the time he took the blame for her before she went abroad, which left a deep impression on her.
She thought this man would always belong to her.
