Chapter 6
Facing the man’s ambiguous attitude, I remained indifferent and felt bored. “I didn’t need your apology.”
You just need to understand one thing, and that is that we have already broken up.
After saying that, I hung up the phone directly, took out the SIM card, and threw both the phone and
the SIM card into the trash can.
It was already 11 o’clock at night after finishing the welcoming banquet.
My long–lost high school best friend sent me a message, inviting me to have a late–night drink.
So I immediately went home and changed into a very fitted long dress, and happily went to the
appointment.
Jazz Bar at 1:30 in the morning.
Just as I was about to raise my third glass of martini, ready to toast again with my best friend, someone, filled with anger, ruthlessly snatched my drink from behind.
Looking back at the conditioned reflex, I saw Tyrell’s incredibly gloomy face.
Before I had a chance to ask him how he ended up here.
The man had already grabbed my arm and pulled me up from my seat without hesitation, saying, “Who allowed you to drink? You, a pregnant woman about to give birth, how dare you…!”
The man’s accusatory words came to a sudden halt halfway through.
He stared blankly at my abdomen for a long time.
Tyrell’s gaze finally looked deep into my eyes from bottom to top and he asked, “Lailah, where is the child?”
Seeing that I remained silent, Tyrell clenched his fists and couldn’t stop trembling.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he asked me persistently, “I asked you, where is our child?”
I looked at him calmly and said, “It’s gone.”
Simple two words, like a thousand years of ice, instantly freezing the man’s limbs and bones.
Pale–faced, he’staggered back several steps, murmuring to himself incessantly,
is this possible…”
I watched Tyrell with a lost and bewildered expression on his face.
“Impossible, how
1/4
Teuldn’t help bit sigh in my heart.
Men are born setork
Fight months ago, I
dennady discount that i wan pergame, and Fimmeitianity infirmed tyroll
about it by chowing him the prepancy the
My honesty won filled with uneate, but it only rented in the man’s prolonged silence.
And that question, which I will never forget for the rest of my life “Lailah, are you sure the child is
i
In the jazz bar, as I was about to leave with my best friend, Tyrell quickly approached and rightly grabbed my wrist, refusing to let me go no matter what.
The man’s eyes turned terrifyingly bloodshot “Lailah, I need the truth about the child, or I will never let you go in my entire life.
Five minutes later, inside the corner of the underground parking lot, a black car was parked
The man leaned forward and took the initiative to fasten my seatbelt as the co–pilot.
I impatiently refused him, “Just ask whatever you want to know right here, there’s no need to waste my time by changing locations.
The man paused for a moment, a clear expression of hurt flickering in his eyes.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: His Heart Is Now Elsewhere