Every Breath You Take novel Chapter 51

The news that Roland went to a blind date program and was chasing after a divorced woman was soon spread to Old Mr. Wang. He made an overseas call to Roland and asked, "Boy, you've gone too far lately."

"Do you have a lot of time to worry about something like that?" Roland asked back.

"The fox preys farthest from his hole. You have to remember it well!" Old Mr. Wang snorted.

"That's because there is no food near the fox hole!" Roland retorted.

"So you're serious?" Old Mr. Wang felt that something was wrong with it. "I warn you, my bottom line is to accept a woman who loves you with poor family background, not a divorced woman with a child!"

"What if that child is mine?" Roland asked casually.

"The child is yours?" Old Mr. Wang was stunned. His grandson was known for being a playboy. It was really possible. "If so, I have nothing to say!"

Roland laughed and said, "Thank you, Grandpa!"

After hanging up the phone, Roland leaned on the chair. If it was really his child, there was no need for him to be so upset. Old Mr. Wang was not easy to fool. Although he said it, he did not mean that he would accept Monica. After all, the child was not his. He rubbed his forehead. This woman seemed to be very important to him. What should he do?

The newspaper about the blind date program was placed in front of Quarmy, who didn't say a word for the whole morning with a gloomy face. He never cared about entertainment news, but he accidentally saw Roland's name.

He felt so upset when he read it! This playboy was really good at winning women over. He even ignored his identity and went to a place like that.

She could turn back again for Leon, but she would never turn back for him.

This was the difference. Every time he thought of it, he would feel pain. It was said that everyone could feel compassion, but it didn't work for Monica.

He had married her for five years. Didn't it mean a lot? But their five-year relationship was no match for a few months between her and Leon!

Quarmy smiled bitterly. Was he too stubborn or foolish? Or was Monica too heartless? He grabbed the newspaper on the table and slowly squeezed it into a ball. "Monica, I don't believe that your heart is made of stone. Even if it's made of stone, I will definitely warm it up!"

"This time, I will not let you disappear from my sight again! I swear!"