He took it for granted.
Victoria felt angry and her stomach ached.
After a while, she sneered, "This is my home. It's my right to keep the door closed. Aren't you afraid of being sued for breaking into my house?"
Charlie raised his eyebrow and wasn't swayed.
"You can try."
He was sure that she wouldn't do that.
Victoria felt there was a fire in her chest. She wanted to throw the man out of the balcony.
After a while, she said bitterly, "What have you come for?"
Charlie sneered, and looked more merciless.
He stepped forward, surrounded by the cold vibe. Victoria could not help but retreat, until there was no way out.
Charlie stretched out his hand and pushed her against the wall.
He fixed his cold and wild eyes on her. A mocking smile touched his lips.
"Whose child?"
Victoria clenched her teeth and tried to control over her temper, so that she wouldn't abuse the man in front of her.
"It's none of your business."
"Oh!"
He suddenly took some paper out of his pocket and threw it onto her face.
"You're pregnant with my child and hide yourself here. Pretend to love me silently? Or you have some tricks after knowing that I've been to Stevenson Mansion?"
Victoria froze.
The sharp edges of the paper cut the delicate skin of her face. She felt pains.
However, her heart couldn't bear more pains as if it had been torn apart.
She looked up at him coldly.
There was grievance in her eyes.
"It's none of my business whether you go back to Stevenson Mansion or not. This child has nothing to do with you."
"He's my flesh and blood. How dare you say that?"
Charlie suddenly lost temper.
He raised her hand with so much force that he seemed to crush her wrist.
Victoria almost cried because of the pains.
She hadn't suffered so much since childhood. However, she had to endure hardships after being pregnant. She felt wronged, and did not expect him to be so bad.
She was so painful and wronged that she couldn't help crying.
"Let go of me! It hurts!"
The man paused.
Victoria's face was delicate. Though she became plump after being pregnant, she was still very attractive.
When she cried, the glittering tears rolled down her cheeks. She looked so poor and fragile, making him want to embrace her and love her.
She was beautiful.
He was clear about it.
If not, he wouldn't have been caught up in his feelings for her and got hurt."
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