She stared at the ward in a daze. It occurred to her that she had called her mother to see her before the delivery. 'Why isn't Mom here yet?' Ashley thought.
Suddenly, Ashley had a bad feeling and looked around in the ward for her cell phone. "Where is my phone?" she mumbled.
"There's no time for that now. Sign the papers. Stop delaying." Francis impatiently tapped his foot.
"I am going to call my Mom. Why hasn't she come yet?" Ashley replied.
Sheila's eyes were as vicious as a viper and she uttered a snorting laugh. "Your mother? She's dead! When she was driving to hospital last night, she lost control and drove right through the guardrail. The car sank along with her down the river. Neither you nor your Mom is a match for me. You just wait until I'm finished with your pathetic life! You will become a completely poor wretch who can do nothing but beg for mercy!"
Ashley's face turned pale. "No, it's impossible! You are lying..." It was like a thunderbolt hit her. Feeling short of breath, she coughed and gagged, spurts of blood coming out of her mouth.
Her whole body felt like it was going cold, as if the life was getting drained right out of her, just as her happiness was ruthlessly deprived by Sheila.
Even at the last moment before she lost consciousness, she heard Francis urging, "Hurry up and get everything done before she dies."
Huh, this was the man with whom she had planned to spend the rest of her life?!
It was at that moment that Ashley recalled her 25 years of existence. Was it all just to end like this?
However, she was unwilling to accept defeat. There was a lot of doubt in her heart as well.
Francis said he had never had sex with Ashley...
If that were really true, where did her son come from?
Four years later...
The Zhan Residence was situated right in the heart of the city. It was the most expensive and luxurious piece of real estate in the entire metropolis, and encompassed over 2000 sq. meters of land. In the study on the second floor... A woman was violently frog-marched by two black-clad bodyguards. "Sir, we've caught her!" One of them reported coldly.
The black-leather chair behind the desk slowly turned around. "Very good!" A low and seductive voice rang in the air.
The words sent a shiver down Ashley's spine. She knew that she was in trouble at the moment she stepped in the study.
Suddenly, she felt a shadow cast over her head.
Ashley looked up carefully, an extremely handsome face coming into her sight.
This man's features, appearance and figure were impeccable! But what was more impressive than his appearance was his imposing manner.
His eyes were as deep as the night. He didn't need to do anything deliberately, because a single glance at you would make you feel too stunned to move or to resist.
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