99 Bloody Lashes And A Bullet To His Hear novel Chapter 98

In that instant, Joey’s blood ran cold.

Willa was pregnant?

The test date showed three months ago, around the time Stacy came back.

But in these three months, he had known nothing about her pregnancy.

No, he wasn’t completely unaware.

In these three months, Willa’s attitude towards him had changed.

There were times when she had severe morning sickness.

Recently, she had started wearing loose dresses.

Not only that, but she had suddenly wanted him to learn how to be a good dad in advance…

But he had been so preoccupied with Stacy’s return that he had ignored all these signs.

Everything before his eyes indicated Willa’s disappointment in him. By the time he realized it, Willa had already

left.

But it was only now that he truly understood his own heart, deciding to live well with Willa and properly run their

home in the future.

Joey clenched the thin paper in his hand. Every word on it seemed to weave a net, cutting into his heart.

People only realize the value of something when they lose it.

Joey stopped working and frantically searched everywhere for Willa.

He searched every place she might go, almost turned the entire city upside down, but still couldn’t find her. Finally, he remembered the figure he had seen at Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris that day.

Could it have been his imagination?

An instinct drove him to check the passenger list of the flight he had flown to Paris that day.

When he saw Willa’s name, it felt like a bolt of lightning had struck him, and he almost forgot to breathe.

But why? He had already planned to give her the gift and ask her to clarify her feelings when he returned.

He had told her to wait for him…

But he never expected that on the day he flew, Willa was already planning to leave.

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Chapter 12

Joey exhausted all his connections and resources to find and contact Willa.

Three months later, Paris, France.

I sat on a bench in the square of a park, holding a handful of breadcrumbs, feeding the pigeons.